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Manipulation
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A Positive Start
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The Lived Experience of Non-Fatal Strangulation - Part 1. The Experience
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Lifting The Mask of Persona
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Religion and Spirituality
Religion and Spirituality Just the mention of the word 'God', has been enough in years gone by, to make me want to turn away, to switch off and roll my eyes knowingly. The words "oh, here we go - more preaching" echoing in my mind. From as far back as I can remember, I have been aware of God. God…
Know Thy Self
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A Lesson in Respect
Copyright© 2021. Deborah J Crozier. I grew up in the 80s in a mining community in Yorkshire. I played the cornet in the local colliery band. I marched with the Miners when they returned to work defeated, exhausted and broken. I remember the horrors of the miners strike; seeing grown men who…
Daddy's Girl?
From as young as I can remember I was always a Daddy's girl. He was always so gentle and soft spoken and never in my life did he ever raise a hand to me. He barely even raised his voice. I recall the day he lost the custody case against my Mum for us. We had been with my auntie and he had come to…