18

18 was the age. The most memorable. Finally legal in my country, but that wasn’t the distinction that forced me into adulthood. 18 was the age. I dropped out of high school, paid rent for the first time, felt broke for the first time. 18 was the age my daughter was conceived. It was the… Continue Reading 18
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Published on January 27, 2016 08:41
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Wonderful words Kern.


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Kern Carter Caroline wrote: "Wonderful words Kern."

Thank you so much Caroline! These posts are so personal sometimes that it's hard for me to go back and read them.


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I look forward to reading your posts Kern,I can tell from the subject matter how personal some of them are. Do you find it therapeutic writing things down?


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Kern Carter Caroline wrote: "I look forward to reading your posts Kern,I can tell from the subject matter how personal some of them are. Do you find it therapeutic writing things down?"

Therapeutic is not the word, Caroline. It's the only avenue I feel comfortable expressing myself honestly and directly. I love writing!! Love every aspect of it. The seclusion, the difficulty finding the perfect word, the reactions from readers. Everything. So thank you for reading and thanks even more for commenting.


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