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Teri again

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Finding Me; A site about my life before and after a divorce

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Teri again – Finding Me; A site about my life before and after a divorce Skip to content Teri again Finding Me; A site about my life before and after a divorce Menu and widgets The Unexpected Cruel Struggle between Victim and Family I put the car in park, turned off the engine and stared straight ahead. I was dreading tonight and debating if I wanted to stay or just go home. As the wind swayed the car, I peered to my right into the pitch black. My eyes followed a poorly lit path that leads to the bright lights of our meeting room. They were shining like a beacon. I wasn’t sure if the beacon was a warning to stay away like that of a lighthouse or an invitation to join like that of a church. Usually, I looked forward to the meetings, well maybe not looked forward to them, but I didn’t dread them. “None of my family live around me, why am I here?” I asked myself. The assignment this week involved our families. Normally families weren’t allowed because it hinders open partic...

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