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Comming clean
6 January 2007 00:26Last nights entry was sparked by seeing someone at applebees. He graduated a year ahead of me in nursing school, relocated to Rochester, and now works in the ER. The clouds opened and my mixed matched thoughts poured from there. A simple interaction that started the gears turning. Much how my thought processes form.
I've kept sometype of journal since Highschool. This journal is nothing more than a continuation of that. Its faster and easier to update/type than it is to hand write thoughts down on a piece of paper. For the regular readers I tend to write in code, dreams, and sporadic thoughts you may not quite understand or know the entire details about. Since leaving professional therapy, livejournal has become a tool to reflect on my feelings thoughts and try to find patterns or support to just make it through the day. Its cheaper to pay the 24 a year, than 200 per appoinment.
Going through the past two weeks, I was preparing for the worst. It was an anniversary of sorts, of five years ago, that changed my life. In the simplest terms: a soul mate for lack of a better term, made the choice to drop me from her life. Incidently it happened on my birthday-which added to the problem. Five years ago, and I could recall every small detail of those 24 hours down to what I wore, what I ate, and who I spoke to.
In true art, the end is truely the begining. And I have you to thank. Strangers, friends, a support system assisted in pushing me through that time period, and I steered this ship into the port without much wear and tear.
SO yes. I'm doing alright. Besides being full of snot and a cold, 2007 is just the begining, and I couldn't be happier.
I've kept sometype of journal since Highschool. This journal is nothing more than a continuation of that. Its faster and easier to update/type than it is to hand write thoughts down on a piece of paper. For the regular readers I tend to write in code, dreams, and sporadic thoughts you may not quite understand or know the entire details about. Since leaving professional therapy, livejournal has become a tool to reflect on my feelings thoughts and try to find patterns or support to just make it through the day. Its cheaper to pay the 24 a year, than 200 per appoinment.
Going through the past two weeks, I was preparing for the worst. It was an anniversary of sorts, of five years ago, that changed my life. In the simplest terms: a soul mate for lack of a better term, made the choice to drop me from her life. Incidently it happened on my birthday-which added to the problem. Five years ago, and I could recall every small detail of those 24 hours down to what I wore, what I ate, and who I spoke to.
In true art, the end is truely the begining. And I have you to thank. Strangers, friends, a support system assisted in pushing me through that time period, and I steered this ship into the port without much wear and tear.
SO yes. I'm doing alright. Besides being full of snot and a cold, 2007 is just the begining, and I couldn't be happier.