I know my posts have been sporadic at best. The only reason I can give is that I've been censoring myself.
People I know read my blog. People I know personally, not just the wonderful blogging community that has embraced me.
When I started this blog, I started it with the purpose of it acting as my sounding board for my feelings. I find that when I write something down, I can revisit it later and it makes more sense because I can read it in 3rd person. Does this make sense?
In the act of censoring myself, I've lost my edge.
I'm going to try to go back to formula. I need this blog. I still need to vent my frustrations. I need to share the joy and pain in my life. I've decided that my own mental health can't take a backseat to someones sensitivities. I'm tired of keeping it inside. The beast wants to be released again.
You've been warned.