I have tried several times to account for my whereabouts on this blog.
Posts have gotten erased (by blogger) or laid aside for various reasons (lack of desire to incite retribution).
My world is up in the air and in a free fall. I'm not sure exactly what the past month's happenings are going to look like when it all settles out.
I try to keep the "love" portion of this blog to a minimum. Especially where my private life is concerned, unless it directly affects my children or the situation on a whole. So I have kept the last person in our lives quiet.
Until now.
He's gone and that's okay.
What isn't okay is the fact that I have been hiding because of him, because I know that he reads this. Not sure how frequently. Don't really care. But the point is that I haven't been home for more than a couple of hours at a time here and there because of random happenings that make me think that he may be gone, but is always lingering somewhere close....and quite frankly that freaks me the f^&k out. I have had no desire to chart my whereabouts, my thoughts, nor my feelings.
Maybe I'm crazy. I've been accused a time or two.
But until I feel better or some relief, things are going to be kinda quiet around here.
all of my best to you always ~j
Posts have gotten erased (by blogger) or laid aside for various reasons (lack of desire to incite retribution).
My world is up in the air and in a free fall. I'm not sure exactly what the past month's happenings are going to look like when it all settles out.
I try to keep the "love" portion of this blog to a minimum. Especially where my private life is concerned, unless it directly affects my children or the situation on a whole. So I have kept the last person in our lives quiet.
Until now.
He's gone and that's okay.
What isn't okay is the fact that I have been hiding because of him, because I know that he reads this. Not sure how frequently. Don't really care. But the point is that I haven't been home for more than a couple of hours at a time here and there because of random happenings that make me think that he may be gone, but is always lingering somewhere close....and quite frankly that freaks me the f^&k out. I have had no desire to chart my whereabouts, my thoughts, nor my feelings.
Maybe I'm crazy. I've been accused a time or two.
But until I feel better or some relief, things are going to be kinda quiet around here.
all of my best to you always ~j
