It’s been a very long time since I last posted. A very long time indeed, and I have some updates. 2014 has been a very different kind of year and I feel as though I might finally be growing into myself.
I feel a kind of lightness to me as we head towards Christmas. I have been more happy, I’ve made new friends, I’ve been able to make some music and attend various events which I have enjoyed. Yes, I still have some upsets in my life, and I am still searching for that something which seems to be alluding me.
I will be updating some of my thoughts further down the road; I knew what I’ve left some things open ended in some previous posts and I’ll be returning to those sometime soon.
I hope you are all well, my dear readers.
This is a now post.
I’m exploring, sexually that is. I’m not one to talk about sex with my friends so thought I may as well air my ideas on here. Apologies if you don’t want to know – if you’d rather not read, please skip along to the next post.
Thoughts broken, unspoken for fear of abandon.
Heart spoken feelings tumble softly from me,
What do I say, you broke me, made me me, made me whole.
I’ve been recovering from a lot of things recently; a many times broken heart, depression, eating disorders, and abuse of alcohol and other drugs. I don’t mean this to sound dramatic or anything; it’s just the way things happened.
Once, something happened to make me realise that I was wasting my time; I never chased after what I wanted. In fact, I didn’t even believe that I could get anything near what I wanted in life and had got to a point of near-numb carelessness… And that’s not careless in a good way.