UNDER THE WILL… OVER THE DRAMA…

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  • The Sign That Broke Me (And Saved Me)….

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    Fk the Sign – And Pass Me a Megaphone…. You know those moments in life where something small and stupid happens, like Bully putting up a petty, passive-aggressive sign, and for some reason, it’s that thing that pushes you over the edge? Yeah. That was me. That damn sign is still there, by the way.…

  • REAL TALK: The Crazy One…

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    There’s one in every family, isn’t there?The one who makes people roll their eyes at gatherings.The one whose name gets brought up in whispered conversations followed by, “Sure you know what she’s like.” That’s me. I’ve done every so-called “woo woo” thing I could get my hands on.Taught numerology.Ran weekly meditation groups in front rooms…

  • Mam’s Posthumous Slipper Advisory…

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    Mam’s Posthumous Slipper Advisory(as transcribed by the resident turf medium of Faurel Hill)…. Well now, isn’t this gas altogether? You’re thinking about new slippers, and you’ve stirred up the whole sorry tale of those slippers. Good. Let’s air it out. Picture it: Christmas, not long before I packed me bags for the Pearly Gates. Up…

  • Episode 74 – Roasting the Family…

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    Roasting the Family: A Journey in Self-Care… Did you ever stop halfway through writing a blog post about your family and think, ‘Wait… am I actually healing, or have I just developed a talent for passive-aggressive comedy with a spiritual twist?‘ Because that’s where I’m at. I’ve been writing these posts for a while now…

  • The Stranger at the Wake…

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    The Stranger at the Wake I’ve been thinking a lot about my son lately. The one I gave up for adoption when I was a teenager. The one my family told me never to bring around. ‘He’s just looking for money‘, they said (Bully!). Funny how people love to assign motives to others while keeping…

  • One Month In: I Had No Clue What I Was Doing and People Still Showed Up…

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    Mae Faurel
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    One Month In: I Had No Clue What I Was Doing… and People Still Showed Up A month ago, I started this blog with zero idea what I was doing. ( I had been writing thing down over the years for clarity!) No fancy plan, no tech expertise, just a gut feeling that I needed…

  • When the Laughing Stops..

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    When the Laughing Stops What Comes After the Family Folklore Under the Will, Over the Drama – Reflections from Faurel Hill You joke, you write, you poke fun.And then suddenly, something hits: Wait… was that always funny? Or was I surviving? Lately, memories have been knocking, loud ones. Things I’d buried under sarcasm and six…

  • Episode 20 – CCTV & PTSD: When Cameras Replace Communication

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    There’s nothing quite like being watched in silence to make you feel both unsafe and invisible at the same time. Faurel Hill was supposed to be a place of peace – soil, roots and maybe some awkward family dynamics. What I got instead was a security setup worthy of a prison yard and the eerie…

  • Episode 18 – All Hail His Majesty, Sovereign of Faurel Lake

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    Mae Faurel
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    Every family has one – the mysterious sibling who claims to love the land, right up until there’s a boat involved. In our case, it was a real royal affair. Picture it: while the some of us were knee-deep in turf, care rotas and emotional debris, Bully Yates was quietly launching his monarchy… one boat…

  • Episode 4 Smile! You’re in a Passive-Aggressive Family Sitcom

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    Mae Faurel
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    (Except It’s Not Funny) Nothing says ‘we respect your space‘ like waking up to find security cameras that can be pointed directly at your windows. Yes, windows. As in: kitchen, back door and the upstairs bathroom. Because apparently privacy is optional now – especially if your brother owns the house and thinks that makes him…