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In Which Tracy’s Moving House

You can tell something's going on - or going wrong! - when it takes ten days between blog posts. I'm moving house. It's been two and a half years in my wee flat, and I'm moving on! I'm getting out of what has become my own personal little private hellhole, thanks to neighbours that won't… Continue reading In Which Tracy’s Moving House

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In Which Fatso Feels Almost Normal

I had to go for another therapy session today. EMDR's weird when I'm in there. I didn't honestly think that a therapy where I sit and move my eyes while immersing myself in an old trauma would do anything - it's hard to explain unless you've experienced the therapy - but it works. I'm not… Continue reading In Which Fatso Feels Almost Normal

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In Which Fatso Has Survived A Year Alone

On February 8th, 2012, I moved into my own place. Which means I've survived living on my own for an entire year. I know that I went to college and everything, but I wouldn't call that "surviving living on my own". I had flatmates, for one thing. I ended up having a mental breakdown, for… Continue reading In Which Fatso Has Survived A Year Alone