Someone once told me that I ought to have my own blog because I have so many thoughts and opinions that should be shared with the world. I told him it was a load of crap. No one could possibly be interested in what I have to say. That's the point of this blog though. It's not for the world so much as it's for me. For my own sanity, in a way.
I'm 36 years old, to be 37 in the summer, and I am just now discovering, or well, admitting to myself that I have so much unresolved trauma and hurt. It's so easy to recognize the hurt in others when you've been wearing it as an armor all these years. I don't want to be this person anymore. So stuck in the past and unable to move forward, even though that's what I so desperately want and need.
So welcome to the beginning of the most topsy-turvy, heart stomping, stomach dropping, tear inducing, personal growth journey I've ever dared embarked on.
I don't even know where to start honestly.
