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Divine Secrets of a Pastoral Princess
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I am a mother, a lover, a writer, a poet, and an artist of some strange sort. I am passionate, brutally honest, funny, crude, loyal and sincere. My life is an open book for all the world to read. I am who I am and nothing will change that. I am compelled to write, words are my life.
- Added on: Mar 29th, 2008
- Country: United States
- Language: English
- Author: Pastoral Princess
- Listed in: Writing Family
- Tags: religion politics life motherhood gripes peoms and musings
Recent Posts
Hello Again!!
Well it seems as if there is some renewed interest in this blog! I have received some e-mail request for my private blog and those invitations will be sent out this morning I promise. To some of my old readers who didn't follow me into my own private...
New Blog
Ok a private blog is in the works. Contact me at tryingtosurvive101@gmail.com if you are interested in an invite. (spammers beware, this e-mail exists for this purpose only, don't bother) If I don't already know you as an online friend or blogging bu...
Unsteady and Unsure
Thank you all so much for all the support and response upon the return of my blog. I am still unsure what to do. How do you write about life when you can only write about a fraction of it. I think the best solution will be to create a private blog. I...
I'm Back...??? Maybe
Well the wounds of the family fall out are healing, but I am still at odds with myself about keeping this blog. It is almost impossible for a creative person to censor themselves, especially a mentally ill one who desperately needs an outlet for emot...
Last Entry
I have been trying to delete all my posts, but as there are over 300 it's going to take me a very long time, so I will just leave this up long enough for my regular readers to see be made aware that this blog is going to be deleted in a few days. I f...
The Bad Mother....
I have been cycling rapidly in the last few days, from manic to 'normal' and up again. My meds are being adjusted, but in the meantime my MIL had the pleasure of witnessing, by phone, one of my manic meltdowns worrying about money. She pointed out so...
