Tuesday, January 25, 2011

For Breaking my Solitude . . . Thank You

Is it completely bizarre to post that I am ridiculously excited to get my first comment?  Oh well if it is, I am through the roof!  Through the roof simply because it feels as if someone has thrown me a lifeline and that I am not alone in this journey.

Since I began, I was never, and am still not sure who is out there reading any of this--if they get far, or click away quickly.  What I do know is that writing this blog has made such a difference in my emotional state.  Since I began, I feel as if I am no longer continually trying to push emotions away, packing them tight until they weigh me down so much that I simply crumble.  Rather, I find that I am letting myself feel whatever may come.  When the feelings surface, I jot something down.  And later, I return to my chair and get it out.  I get it all out.  I believe it is this purging of the mind combined with the crafting of words that has helped me do something constructive with the feelings and, ultimately, made just the writing of this blog such a personal saving grace.  What I didn't realize was that a simple comment could be my saving grace as well.  So thank you to anyone and everyone who, though unknown to me, are still here with their anonymous support.  Thank you for breaking my solitude.    

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Tuesday, January 25, 2011

For Breaking my Solitude . . . Thank You

Is it completely bizarre to post that I am ridiculously excited to get my first comment?  Oh well if it is, I am through the roof!  Through the roof simply because it feels as if someone has thrown me a lifeline and that I am not alone in this journey.

Since I began, I was never, and am still not sure who is out there reading any of this--if they get far, or click away quickly.  What I do know is that writing this blog has made such a difference in my emotional state.  Since I began, I feel as if I am no longer continually trying to push emotions away, packing them tight until they weigh me down so much that I simply crumble.  Rather, I find that I am letting myself feel whatever may come.  When the feelings surface, I jot something down.  And later, I return to my chair and get it out.  I get it all out.  I believe it is this purging of the mind combined with the crafting of words that has helped me do something constructive with the feelings and, ultimately, made just the writing of this blog such a personal saving grace.  What I didn't realize was that a simple comment could be my saving grace as well.  So thank you to anyone and everyone who, though unknown to me, are still here with their anonymous support.  Thank you for breaking my solitude.    

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