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Voices, I hear voices

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It’s Monday, which means that I need to post (well, I don’t NEED to post, but I WANT to post, and I promised that I would try writing on a regular basis). Unfortunately my brain has melted and the voices in my head are snoring. Loudly. I promise to post something new soon (“soon” as in “sometime this week” not “soon” as in “See you soon” which somehow never comes…..)

Twisting Suburbia

voicesI have a confession to make. Seeing that I’m not Catholic, you’ll have to listen to my confession. If it will make you feel better, I’ll sit in a small stuffy room while I type.

I hear voices. No, not in a Joan of Arc way, and no, my dog doesn’t talk to me (probably because I don’t have a dog), but I do hear voices. They pop up when I read an “informative” article, listen to the side effects during a pharmaceutical commercial or when someone cuts me off on the freeway.

Sometimes the voices are helpful: “Pick up Lauren at school. Don’t forget to call your aunt. Today is your husband’s birthday. Hey, that a-hole just cut you off!”.

Sometimes they are catty: “Wow, did she look in the mirror before she left the house?”.

Sometimes the voices are lead by my EIC (Evil Inner Critic): “Wow, did…

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Fabulous Female searching for sanity while raising two children (a teenaged female and her father) in the Southern California suburbs.

2 thoughts on “Voices, I hear voices

  1. Gosh, we are sooooo similar 😂😂😂😂 I just read the intro to the blog and be like – so this one’s a rambling blogger whose got that sick comedy you’re into. Sick! 😂😂
    On a serious note, I like your blogs and am shocked at how similar our ways of writing are that I think we should do a collaboration….


  2. lol I’m changing my “about me” to “a rambling blogger with a sick sense of humor” – I’ve been away dealing with demons for the past few weeks, and I don’t always play well with others (I have the report card to prove it) but I love your blog – feel free to hit me up with any ideas (full disclosure – I’m soooo not a poet)


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