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Sometimes, life hands us lemons. But, how do we make lemonaide when there is no sugar to make it with? I just wanted to try to be a "normal" human being for once in my life, or at least for the past few years. I just wanted to go a few days without having to depend on some outside source or person to make me feel like one. But, to my disapointment, and to others, it didn't work. So, how can I go on with this painful life if I cannot care for myself as a soon to be 25 year-old woman? I assume ...

“Hey baby, you ready to go?” My boyfriend, John, had come to pick me up and, for a few moments, I didn’t recognize him. He was clean shaven, wore a dress shirt, and for the first time in two years, wore a pair of pants that weren’t black and torn. They were a nice, clean, khaki color, with cargo pockets. “Hey,” I whispered, kissing his cheek. “Yea, I’m ready. Let’s go.” Friday night was date night for us. We would pick a random restaurant, or catch an occasional movie somewhere. John was the ...

Chris and I met at a coffee house one fall day in late September. I was ordering a chai latte when he approached me. “They make the best chai in town here,” he whispered. Startled, I looked up at him. “Yeah, I know,” I said with a sheepish grin. He was beautiful. Soft, curly, brown hair fell gently over his hard, chiseled face. He wore a torn, tie-dyed shirt that looked as if it hadn’t been washed in years and he stood with unreserved confidence. I was wildly attracted to him. Before I knew i...

“Yea, I know. I know what I did was wrong and all,” Pattie said, shaking. “But, you gotta understand officer. My son is the most important thing in the world to me. He’s all I got.” Pattie and Detective Allan sat across from one another in the small dimly lit room of the Seneca police station. Allan had been trying to rationalize with her for hours but Pattie didn’t quite seem to understand what was going to be happening to her after they were finished talking. Her son would be sent to social...