Hiding Under a Rock

It's been seven months since my last post and honestly, I've come to a realization that I'm not just living under a rock. I'm hiding under one. Last year wasn't my best. Hell, I'm tempted to say it was the worst I've had overall. It's like you have a day when twenty things go wrong along with one thing going right. A freaking tornado with one single ray of sunshine. You're just left standing in awe at the end and thinking, "What the hell."

You don't know how hard it is for me to type this blog post. Really? These are my words. It's my life. Who's to say anything about it? It's my place to get it out. That was why I stopped posting before. The comments and opinions got to be too much for me. Not that I couldn't handle them, just the mere fact that there was always something going on. I want simplicity back. I want to come together after the hard times. I'm naive to wish such things right now.

I made a million mistakes last year. I'm not ignoring that fact. I'm not pleased that I made the mistakes. The fact of the matter is, I can't go back and change it now...as much as I wish my thinking cap hadn't gotten blown slap off the top of my head... It did. Every day, I deal with that whether it's deep down inside or up front and on the surface. Believe me, it has been up front and on the surface too. I have things that set me off. Little things that no one else would give a second thought send me into closed-up emotional distress. Sometimes it even takes some thought in my own mind to figure it out. That's why I got back into counseling. I didn't know what I was doing anymore. I didn't know how to cope. I'm still trying to learn.

So I'm a bit of a rambling woman today. This is my re-entry into the blog posting world and I'm not going to let anyone stop me. It's my venture, my choice, and my prerogative. Another update on life, coming soon. Til then...

"...I can only have peace of mind when I forgive rather than judge."
~ Gerald Jampolsky