There's No Road Coming Back This Way...

THIS is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,— The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet countrymen, Judge tenderly of me! Emily Dickinson

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Just a 30 something,divorced, disillusioned woman trying to find humanity in the big city.

Friday, June 30, 2006

Crap!

Is it so completely wrong to want to have a space that you can just go off and know that nobody cares? Thing great thing about this blog is that nobody knows who I am here. I can write whatever I want and none of it will come back to bite me in the ass. Everybody needs a sounding board to get things off their chest without judgement. I can write about my feelings completely, even the insane ones, and I leave it all here. When I'm done writing it out it's over. It's great, free therapy. I get it all worked out in my head by writing it down. On top of that I get support and advice from all of you, completely confidential. BR has found this blog. I have begged him not to read it, but that only makes him more curious. For the most part I don't care, but I have written about my Match dating exploits, my ex, and a few other things he just doesn't need to read. I don't like hearing about his ex's, and I've written a bit more here in detail. More detail than I know (or want to know) about his ex's. F***! He told me that I can ask him anything and he'll tell me. There's a difference though. I'm sure he'll put it words that would make things softer or sound better when telling me. When you know that no one knows you and you won't be judged things come out more frank and honest. What's done is done now, but I'm really not happy about this.

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