THIS INNIE IMPLODED

On Friday night I hit a brick wall. I posted about it as writing for me is therapeutic. It helps sort out all the cr*p racing around in my brain. In that post, I had a plan to pull myself together and it was going to be okay. But it wasn't. The plan didn't work…

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IT’S AN INNIE THING

I have hit THE WALL. Not literally, no car crashes or broken fists or anything like that. But that metaphorical wall has come up and hit me in the face. Again. Before writing this I was sitting in my wardrobe staring at my shoes. For quite a while. Pretty much not having the physical or…

WOULD THE REAL ME PLEASE STAND UP

I haven't been posting so much the last couple of weeks. I don't know what to say. Which is VERY unusual for me. It's not that I don't have anything to write, it's that there's just so much. I've mentioned before that I feel like I'm in a real transitory place - accepting a new…