tasteslikecanadian

Hey guys. It seems I make one of these every year, because it's just how it goes. I've been around on and off for a while, and when I logged in it said the last time I'd logged in was October 2010. It's the fall, thus, here I am. There's been a lot of changes in the last year. I broke up with the guy I had been seeing for a year and a half just before Easter last spring, did a volunteer program for 5 weeks with my church, and I've moved out into my own apartment. I'm still in school, but I've made it to year 3 and I'm kicking ass and taking names. I organized my school's production of The Vag

TLC here. Been a long time since I've been around with any kind of regularity, but I thought I'd drop in. I've moved across the country and gone back to school since I was here last. Life is good. How're all of you?

TLC here. Been a long time since I've been around with any kind of regularity, but I thought I'd drop in. I've moved across the country and gone back to school since I was here last. Life is good. How're all of you?

Hey Meredith. Welcome to AS. T stands for therapist most of the time on here. Unless it says 'may t' in which case it could also mean trigger. Most people write out the whole word for trigger and just shorten therapist to T. Stay strong.

Welcome back. We're here if you want to talk, and we're here if you just want to shoot the breeze and whatnot.

My name is Meredith/TLC/Canadian. I'm 19. I was going to make a topic in Share Your Story and put it all out there. I got about a dozen words in, and realized I wasn't even close to that place yet. Well I am and I'm not. I am in that I could give the barest of outlines and be okay with it. But I feel like if I'm going to tell my story, I should be honest with myself and everyone else by not toning it down. So I'm introducing myself here instead. I met a few of you in chat earlier, you'll probably see me around the forums a lot. I'm a pretty chatty gal.

"When the power of love overcomes the love of power, then the world will know peace." - Jimi Hendrix

A then ex-boyfriend when I needed to talk. It was about a week after reliving what had happened in my dreams, loudly. Someone in residence was running a gossip blog and made a post about it, which took it from being just my house that knew, to the entire campus. All he would say to me was "Mer, you were drunk." I think he was trying to make me realize that it was out of my control what happens in my sleep, but he was completely missing the terror, shame, confusion, and other emotions I was dealing with, and didn't understand why I was so upset about it. ********************* The friend wh