My birth name is Charissa. It's pronounced Ka-Rissah

Ka- meaning a dwelling place after death.

Rissah- a place where the Israelites camped in the wilderness (Num. 33:21)

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Combined, one would see my name means purgatory. A place between heaven and hell.

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In 2021, I started my journey of self-discovery. I studied my life from the moment I was in and traced my steps all the way back to my childhood. It has taken three years to confirm my life is very much a stage with the sole purpose of my existence to suffer.

Life itself is suffering for many of us, but I've learned the art of healing is detachment.

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The stories I tell here are meant to make you laugh, cry, think, grow and repulse you all at once. They are real, regardless of how unbelievable some may seem.

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I'm not here to get famous. I'm not here to monetize. I'm just here, lost in chaos telling stories at random to anyone who wants to feel something... else.

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And the something else I offer comes fully loaded with what seemed to be an ordinary life suddenly skidding past one near death experience after another with drug deals, overdoses, suicide attempts, gun violence, torture, psychological warfare and random encounters that mean more to me than gold.

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My posts are not a start to finish as my life happened. They are random in a pulp fiction kind of way fitting a massive puzzle together that was always meant to be finished then set on fire. Twice.

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I hope what I write enlightens you. Between 3 minute and 10 minute reads per post, thank you for taking a little time out of your day to see what life is like in a purgatory state that seemingly has no hope, but in spite of it, peace.

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