The Good, The Bad...

I returned to using this blog after almost a year of disuse because in many ways I wanted to distance myself from many parts of myself that were revealed in that time. I went through a pretty dark period and was faced with how desparate I could get trying to find explanations and excuses rather than face how little I knew about how to really live. I am deeply embarrased by many of the things I wrote on that blog. It's painful to recognize that those words were mine and an expression of a part of me I would rather not recognize. But there are some good parts of me in there too, and if 18 weeks of therapy taught me nothing else, it reminded me that there is most often some semblance of a baby worth saving before throwing out bathwater.

So if you're curious about what happened in the gaps between, you can go here and see me, warts and all, at the lowest ebb of my life.