I am just starting to blog as you can tell by how many posts I have made. I was procrastinating for a year because I thought this whole website had to be set up perfect first. Then I decided to jump in, screw it. I can fix it as I go.. I am not a writer by any definition. I am just a person who is tired of holding it all in. Maybe others can see themselves in the things I share.

My nature is to not be serious all the time. Look, we all go through crap and at any given time in our lives these things can be life-altering. But, damn it! I am still here. I am alive. And sometimes I just have to look back and laugh, and think “You bastard! You didn’t keep me down.

I can’t be the only one who gets through something in life and even if it has left some mark on us, we feel like we won. So it’s some weird victory celebration. I feel like I am having more of those moments in my life.

I feel we have to hide things in our daily lives. People get freaked out or judgemental about things that happen. But, I want to let it go. I am tired of carrying that baggage. And so much isn’t even mine to carry, but I still drag it with me. So, think of me as a friend you are just meeting, but instead of pretending we are all perfect with perfect pasts and perfect lives, we are going to be open from the start.

Very few people know EVERYTHING about me and my life. Come to think of it, no one does. We only share things sometimes when we can gauge that we won’t be judged. So, you scatter a little of your self here and there. I am going to get this all out. I want to be whole, in one place. But, I also want to be just me, what I have grown through, and not just my past. What I share isn’t necessarily in any specific order, just what I can happen to put into words at that time.

I hope you join in and share your thoughts with me.