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Renee Dubeau

Finding your magic after life kicks your ass.

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What it Means to Stand in my Truth.

My truth is: My first childhood memory is being molested.

I’ve grown restless.

An indescribable sensation consumes my days. It's something like being trapped between duty and desire. The demands of logic and prudence shouting over the pretty whisper of my gypsy heart. I've become conflicted. Completely certain, and also utterly unclear what... Continue Reading →

I Remember what I Wanted to be when I Grow up.

I believe it was in the third grade. My teacher passed out paper and crayons to the whole class and gave us one simple assignment. We were to draw a picture of what we wanted to be when we grew... Continue Reading →

The End of an Era

The time has come for me to retire my first blog, Dysfunction Diaries.  It's a bittersweet decision for me. I started that site about eight years ago. It was vulgar, irreverent, and usually hilarious. It's where my writing career began-... Continue Reading →

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