To quote Frank Turner “It’s been a difficult winter, it’s been a rough few months”, that’s probably an understatement, and it might have been a bit longer than a few months. To be honest at the moment I’m just trying to make it to the end of year without a major breakdown. I’m pretty confident I can do that… knock on wood.

I’ve had a theory that change comes from without and not within thrown into rigorous beta testing over the last few years. From pandemics, mental health issue, relationships, and most recently bereavement, I’ve had changes thrust upon me with very little choice in the matter. So in other words… life.

I’m thinking this might be a good time to take up blogging/journaling again, because I’m not up to going back into therapy again. I’m not ready to talk out loud in the real world, and writing it down doesn’t seem as stressful, maybe it’s because I’m letting out the words at my own pace and not with the urgency that comes when it’s costing me two hundred dollars an hour? One session with a psychologist pays for a lot of web hosting and domain names.

So once a day I’ll sit down to either pour out my heart, or complain about the weather, or show you a picture of something interesting I did. I’m not promising consistency, or wisdom… I’m just promising a glimpse of my Realistic Battle Damage™️