I just spent many, many minutes trying to get back into this blog because I could not remember any of my passwords. For a few of those minutes I thought that maybe this was a sign that I should just give up and let my blog go down in history.
But instead, I kept going.
Typing in every possible password I could think of until I had to prove who I was and make up a new one that I probably wont remember tomorrow.
Here I am. Now what? Where do I start?
My life is not what it was 6 months ago when I talked about horses and cats and Jersey the dog. In fact, it has completely been turned upside down into something I never would have predicted in a gazillion years.
I am surviving. I take it day by day and consider every morning I get out of bed a huge success. Yay me! ((((group hug))))
I am still deciding if I should make this private so I can write my thoughts without fear of judgement and catty opinions, but, who knows?!
I have always considered writing a form of therapy and have wanted to return to this blog for months, but would not do so until some unfinished business was...ummmm.....finished. Instead of writing, I drove (and still do) to my therapist every week or two to spill my guts about my fucked up life. Finally I feel like I am on the right path for myself....for my sanity.
I am looking forward to happiness and joy.
I am looking forward to leading the life that I choose.
I am looking forward to finding myself.
But shit, it is alot of work.
A new haircut always helps.