The past year has been anything but uneventful. It's just that the events haven't been all that great, but they're getting better.
Sometimes people become "someone I used to know." I lost a group of friends and a person who was a significant part of my life because people I used to know made the conscious decision to be hurtful. In hindsight I say good riddance, but at the time it broke my heart.
Deciding whether or not to start blogging again has been a difficult decision. I have missed it tremendously, but privacy and safety are a concern. It may take a few posts for me to find my voice again. Quite honestly, I'm a little afraid to say anything at all because words were used to confuse and hurt me for a long time. But my confidence is returning and my voice is becoming stronger. My fingers are moving faster on the keyboard and I'm not hitting the backspace as much as I did two paragraphs ago. I've kept silent out of fear that I might say something wrong. I've been stomping down that fear every day for over a year and guess what? Today it didn't rise back up and try to take hold of me again.
Ladies and gentlemen, she's back...and she's got stories to tell.
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