M-Day Countdown Day 24: Dec 24

Baggage is the stuff from your past that comes up without notice, when you're least expecting it, especially the stuff you feel like you've long left in the dust. Sometimes it's subversive, it's affected you in ways you're never cognizant about. It's almost always associated with people, often times ones you've somehow been romantically involved with.

My baggage has names (in chronological order) (But I'll keep them to initials to protect the identity of the innocent):

Elementary:
Porn
S.L.
Junior High:
K.L.
J.W.
M.K.
High School:
J.A.
College:
S.L.
B.S.
C.H.
Post College:
E.S.
T.C.
G.C.
M.W.

Snip--------snip------------snip------------snip---------snip

Learn and move on. I'm already shaped by these. The reality and even my false perception of what they were. I'm molded.

Conclusion: I need therapy

M-Day Advent Calendar:

On the night before Christmas:

super heavy

I haven't slept.