Don’t let anybody steal your shine.

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I feel like the woman at the well.

Do you ever feel like you’ve been dragged over a bed of nails, rolled in hot coals, and vomited out by a disgusting sea creature all at once? If so, you’ve probably been in a relationship with a narcissist.

I hope you’re at the vomiting out part.

At least you have a chance to start again and do it differently this time!

I certainly am not an advocate for divorce. I detest it. I’ve had enough experience to know how utterly vile and costly it is, and how deflating it can be to your self-esteem. …


This is how to save a life.

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Pain. It’s completely mind-consuming.

At least that’s the case with excruciating pain, like childbirth, earaches, and toothaches. Those are just the examples that come to my head immediately, and there’s a reason for that. I have an earache, and it’s been so bad I haven’t been able to think about anything else.

A hurricane could be going on outside, but my ear hurts and if the house blows away, I will somehow get another one.

Maybe a hurricane is an extreme example, but you know what I mean. …


And how precious it is.

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The thing about life (and this isn’t a political argument) is that it’s precious — all of it.

Understanding that every single person is not precious to someone, and that’s one of the greatest tragedies of our existence, I still stand by my statement. All life IS precious, and it’s because of love, and it’s a deep, shameful mark on our society when we don’t have enough of the emotion to REALIZE how extraordinarily special life is.

I’ve often wondered, and surely I’m not alone in this, why some people live to be in their nineties and beyond and others die before any promise of life here on earth can be fulfilled. I wonder also why some people…


I’ve actually never had a successful romantic relationship, so of course I know how to have one.

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I’ve read the best way to get over a heartbreak is to just jump back in the game, but I’m not sure that’s true.

Having tried just about every possible method of erasing a deep hurt from my heart, I would put getting into a new relationship as last on my list of ways to cope. The reason I’m convinced of this is because it means you never really deal with the hurt — kind of just push it aside like it doesn’t exist. And ignoring something doesn’t make it go away, whether you acknowledge it or not.

I started…


A poem written when a friend died from liver cancer.

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On the last day of the year I went to tell a friend goodbye

And he didn’t want to leave and I admit it made me cry

But I said it anyway, held his hand, then walked out the door

And it’s the first day of the year now and I won’t see him anymore

On the last day of the year I cried for no good reason too

And I know you didn’t know it because I hid the tears from you

And it’s the first day of the year now and it’s starting to…


Society’s constructs, and how we are all victimized by them.

Art by A Divine

This is how it started for me. I put a little pink in my hair and the world went crazy. You’d think the sun fell out of the sky or something.

Apparently, you can dye your hair black, brown, yellow, red or a combination of any of those, but you can’t have any of the colors of the rainbow above your neck. Especially after you reach a certain age, and if you do more than just a streak or two, and if your hair is light to begin with.

There are rules.

It’s so funny to me when I watch other people react…


But don’t worry ‘bout me.

debris lying on floor of destroyed building
debris lying on floor of destroyed building
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I’ll be fine.

We all will.

A little thing like a major hurricane ain’t enough to keep us down. Not forever anyway.

Y’all keep on having your petty little wars about whoever is superior to whoever else.

I get it.

We all do.

And while y’all are fighting, maybe take a minute to remember the entire nursing home full of PEOPLE who were left behind during the worst storm they’ve ever seen.

Or didn’t see.

They’re old, eyes and ears fading, left to sit in their own waste, unable to rise from their beds and chairs.

But y’all go on fighting.

Y’all go on worrying about which ONE MAN is gonna be THE one man, while MASSES OF MEN take each…


What it really looks like

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Loving God sounds easy, but don’t read this if you aren’t brave enough to face yourself.

I always considered loving God from a selfish point of view. I love Him because of all He gives me, for blessing me with life, for sending Jesus to die for my sins.

But to love Him just for being GOD is a lot more terrifying because it causes you to be morally just, but not at all socially acceptable.

You have to be extraordinarily fierce to love God like you should. And you have to know who He really is.

Ephesians 3:14 calls God the Father from whom every family in Heaven and earth is named, and Matthew 23:9 says we have one Father, and He’s in Heaven.

In John…


A poem about life after childhood trauma.

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Today I got a glimpse of me.

The me that I swore could not return.

I saw the part of myself that I said was dead and buried,

Killed off by the destruction that was my life.

And when I saw me, I knew who I was.

I recognized the part of me that has always been my strength.

Like a fool, I closed my life to that part of myself for many wasted years.

I said to let that person exist was to be weak

Because that part of me hurts and is angry.

For so long, I have…


Social Isolationism can make you crazy.

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The world we live in is imperfect at best, and a cataclysmic train ride to hell at worst. Just when you think things are starting to go your way, something happens to bring your life crashing down around your feet in broken bits of whatever’s left when your expectation doesn’t match your outcome.

And if you want a fast track to crazy, just go into social isolation for a few months.

I’m not a social butterfly. I never have been, thank God. I love my own company and can go without other people for long periods of time. But not forever.

Humans aren’t designed to live their lives alone. We need connections.

When the normal is snatched away from you, the “new normal” takes its place. NOT the one…

Allison Divine

I write about recovery, life, grief, personal responsibility, social issues, and overcoming. Email: allison@moodyoops.com, Blog: https://moodyoops.com/

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