So this is it . . .

I would like to say that this is where I began my journey, but it's not.  My journey began ten months ago.  I was drowning in my sorrows without thoughts of the future.  I was living from day to day, just surviving.  Ten months ago I woke up.  It has not been an easy ten months.  I have struggled more and cried more in the last 300 days than I did in the five years before that combined.  However, it's a different struggle with harder emotions, but I can see the sunshine now.  I know my future is a healthy one.  This is where I insure that I stay on the healthy path and don't sink down into the depths of despair again.  It's taken ten months to be comfortable enough with myself to even put into words my emotions.  This is the next step on my journey.  It's a difficult one.  It may possibly be harder than the beginning.  This is where I will visually see what I'm feeling.  As a visual person, this will be arduous.  I know that many more tears will be shed, but this is what I have to do . . . for me.

The Beginning

I have always had a hard time admitting my shortcomings, even to myself.  This is where I will attempt to rectify that.  The rules:

1.  I will not become too attached to anything I write.
2.  They will be random musings and mumblings.  They will be what I'm feeling now without thought of recourse or retribution.
3.  I will not regularly revisit what I have written.
4.  I will spend twenty minutes here.  No more, no less.
5.  This will be where I converse with myself, so that I can learn to be more open with others.