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	<title>Comments on: Burn, Baby, Burn</title>
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		<title>By: MiseryMarketing</title>
		<link>http://aroomofmamasown.com/2008/12/burn-baby-burn/comment-page-1/#comment-4720</link>
		<dc:creator>MiseryMarketing</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 18:29:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thats was intense. I burned a tape on the street once cause it made me wanna get high.  Anyway this post just makes me think that real or percieved betrayal is just about the most evil and corroding thread that can run through a marriage and you could set the whole town on fire and move to Timbucktu but you cant unburn the memories out of your head and heart. So we can work on changing our perception of what marriage is or we can stumble around like dazed boxers trying not to wake up. Either way its fuckin bullshit.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thats was intense. I burned a tape on the street once cause it made me wanna get high.  Anyway this post just makes me think that real or percieved betrayal is just about the most evil and corroding thread that can run through a marriage and you could set the whole town on fire and move to Timbucktu but you cant unburn the memories out of your head and heart. So we can work on changing our perception of what marriage is or we can stumble around like dazed boxers trying not to wake up. Either way its fuckin bullshit.</p>
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		<title>By: Sarah</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 14:37:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow. Just wow. 

I had a similar experience burning an abusive boyfriend&#039;s pictures once with my husband. It felt so good, but I should have done it outside! I damned near burned our apartment down that night. But I agree with Jade, it was  a cleansing experience.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow. Just wow. </p>
<p>I had a similar experience burning an abusive boyfriend's pictures once with my husband. It felt so good, but I should have done it outside! I damned near burned our apartment down that night. But I agree with Jade, it was  a cleansing experience.</p>
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		<title>By: mamampj</title>
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		<dc:creator>mamampj</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 05:54:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Mim, I was thankful for that too!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mim, I was thankful for that too!</p>
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		<title>By: mimbles</title>
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		<dc:creator>mimbles</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 05:32:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The first thing that popped into my head reading this was thank goodness Austen hadn&#039;t become attached to the camel!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The first thing that popped into my head reading this was thank goodness Austen hadn't become attached to the camel!</p>
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		<title>By: Jade</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jade</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 02:44:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;ve always liked the ritual of burning something in an effort to gain closure. It is among my most healing activities, and something that works when all other methods don&#039;t.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I've always liked the ritual of burning something in an effort to gain closure. It is among my most healing activities, and something that works when all other methods don't.</p>
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		<title>By: Sophie in the Moonlight</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sophie in the Moonlight</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 00:55:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ouch.

I think I would have strangled Bowser if the above story would have happened to us. Or I might have at the very least burned a lock of his hair, if not all of his pubes, eyebrows and eyelashes which I would have plucked out one by one, in the fire while I stuck hundreds of pins into his voodoo doll. 

Your capacity for forgiveness and willingness to move forward together into the light of recovery blows me away. You&#039;re waaaayyyy nicer and much more rational than me. Yet more reasons I love you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ouch.</p>
<p>I think I would have strangled Bowser if the above story would have happened to us. Or I might have at the very least burned a lock of his hair, if not all of his pubes, eyebrows and eyelashes which I would have plucked out one by one, in the fire while I stuck hundreds of pins into his voodoo doll. </p>
<p>Your capacity for forgiveness and willingness to move forward together into the light of recovery blows me away. You're waaaayyyy nicer and much more rational than me. Yet more reasons I love you.</p>
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