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A handful of dying flower heads and petals mixed with what appeared to be biscuits crumbs- in the mddle of a clothes shop. Maybe the contents of a child's pocket?

I found a disaster waiting to happen- a squashed grape on a flight of wooden stairs!

The difference a day can make. I'm not sure, if I am going to get a song line stuck in my head, I'm nothing but a low life, should be it. I really should remember to clear the grill of toast crumbs before I start cooking sausages! I'm so glad I found the beautiful parts of this town. How is it...

A dea bee tangled in a cobweb in my washing line:(, two spiders in the bath, and a series of tiny printed letters that wiped off my suntan lotion bottle and stuck to my arms. For some reason they were all vowels!

I managed to eat even though I felt sick again. I'm not going back down that road. My feet really hurt, I need new shoes. Who knew there was a whole catergory of direct mail just for house movers? This wait is agonising. Hopefully tomorrow will be the day.

Not my cat, but my T's neighbour's- she's 14. Today she decided it would be nice to sunbathe in the middle of T's drive. I drive down, break, she looks at me, looks away, I creep forward, she looks back, looks away, I honk my horn, she ignores me, slam my door, she does nothing, I open my door...

Quietly He crept Down the stairs Because he wanted to Know.

It's a big problem for me. Worst reaction I ever had in therapy was when my T used the word worthy. The idea that I should feel that way and it's okay to is pretty much beyond me. I can find reasons why most of the alternative words aren't good too. I'm still working on how to make it work for me.

You go to a public event that involves a sudden, loud, but expected noise (someone fired a cannon). In a crowd of hundreds you appear to be the only one that doesn't jump and/or scream when it happens.

This morning, after a night without sleep I tried to put a wash on. Nothing happened. Cue me staring at it for five minutes, staring at the wall switch, which was on, hunting out the extension lead behind the machine, through cobwebs and past random bottle tops that has fallen behind it, and...

Like you, I've got holes in my memories and reasons to play down what I do know. There's no doubt in my mind that what you described was abuse, but I get why you might find that a struggle. In my case, what has helped me realise it wasn't nothing is realising it's not just the memories that tell...

Why does bad stuff always happen when I've got a hundred other things going on? I can do this, just got to be careful. I can't believe how much I've driven this week, and today in three different cars. I need a break. I need sleep.

I disposed of nearly all of my dad's everyday stuff, almost immediately, such as clothes and possessions. Possibly I was a bit too ruthless, giving away things that were almost iconic to him, but I don't regret what I did. I still have enough of his things to remember him by, in his gifts to me...

Everyone's been talking about a Facebook thread today- apparently some TV presenter, reporting upon the death of a child left in a hot car after having been forgotten by its mother, informed the public that in order to help them remember their child was there, they should leave something...

It happens to me. Usually when my T is trying to get me to understand something particularly challenging. The words just will not stay in my head- the minute she says them it's like I know it's something massive but I just don't know what it was. It also happens when she's saying positive things...

Standing on the back porch, the sun almost set with just a streak of orange on the horizon, watching lightening sheet across the sky, that was scary special. Thunderstorms always remind me of when my big tough brother got scared. It's funny how almost everyone has to post about it on Facebook. I...

Hot and close. We're itching for a thunderstorm.

When, twice in a matter of weeks you put the empty kettle on the hob and then sit beside it for fifteen minutes wondering why it's taking so long to come to the boil. Then, when you realise there is no water in it, you decide to cool it down fast under the cold tap, setting off the fire alarm...

Thanks for the suggestions. I have been trying to make myself look at people since I wrote this, but one problem is that it's so alien to me that it just doesn't occur to me to do that until too late. I guess I've got a week to keep trying. I do remember someone telling me a long time ago that...

It's a good idea, but it's a managerial role and will involve a certain amount of dealing with other people, sometimes challenging people, where I'll be expected to be able to look at them head on, so not doing that in interview will be seen as not being able to do the job. In truth I can deal...

I can't do eye contact. Even with my closest friends I avoid looking at their faces except for the briefest glance. I know why I can't, and that it has a big chunk to do with childhood neglect, and a whole lot to do with toxic shame from my hugely dysfunctional family, and I'm working on...

Why do I complicate my life when it's stressful enough already? I hate hate hate making phonecalls. Why can't everything be done by e-mail? And when I do e-mail saying I'm not available to call (legitimately) why do people then leave numerous messages on my phone asking me to call them? How come...

My thought is also fear. My grandmother did this to more than one family member- first cutting her own brother out of her life to the point where I grew up believing he was dead. Later she did it to me because I refused to agree with her about who was to blame in my parent's break up. I was 12...