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Walk-Ins Welcome Turns 100!

It's our 100th episode of #WalkInsWelcome Maggie and I reminisce about what we love, what we’ve learned, favorite episodes, and we marvel at our unprecedented consistency. Thank you to everyone in this community who has supported us. Walk-Ins is basically a labor of love and your support makes it possible to keep going.
https://ricochet.com/podcast/walk-ins-welcome-bridget-phetasy/100th-episode-celebration-and-reflection/

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Hello new followers, I hope I don’t disappoint you. I want this place to feel like home, where we can escape the Thunderdome and process the world. Where we can post dog pics and recipes and book recommendations. Where we support each other as we get sober, lose weight, embark on new business opportunities, creative endeavors, relationships and travels. I want this to be your oasis of sanity and laughter in an increasingly mad world. A creative outlet where you can share your spirit with us.

We might not have any control over the news cycle—but we can control our habits and attitude. It all starts with us. And hopefully a little piece of that will start here.

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The first boy I ever loved! We met when I switched high schools in grade 10. We discovered we both had an Israeli parent and we loved joking together over their very unique and weird middle eastern quirks. Over time we got closer and closer. We talked on the phone all night long. We did the ‘no you hang up first’ thing. We went to the semi-formal together (pictured here - 15 year old babies), held hands, cuddled, kissed, and told each other I love you. Over Christmas his family would always go snowboarding in Whistler for a week and I’d go crazy not being able to talk to him (remember when cell phones didn’t exist?). My diary was filled with lamenting about my loneliness as I counted down the days til he returned.

We never officially became boyfriend and girlfriend, we just were. It was private and special.

But, just as we never officially became boyfriend and girlfriend, we also never officially broke up. One day we just were. I locked myself in my room for a week and ...

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