The reason I write…

I have always enjoyed writing.  It’s always been an escape.  A way to be authentic with myself.  A way to speak my truth.

My intentions for writing were never to hurt anyone.

I spend a fair amount of my time apologizing, for things I can’t do, for things I have done incorrectly, for doing or not doing things I should or could have done.  I never want to apologize for what I write here.

This is my space to figure some things out.  As I have said before, I have a difficult time articulating exactly how I am feeling, but for some reason, when I sit down here I am able to articulate my feelings.  Sometimes those feelings may be dark, depressing, cynical, even cruel.  But they are my feelings… it’s so hard to apologize for them.

I come here to better understand myself.  My intent is never to hurt anyone.