I've been dragging my feet for almost a year, getting to here.
I've got two livejournals, an opendiary, a yahoo 360, a hair journal, and I'm sure at least one or two other blogs/journals/online writing spaces that I'm spacing out on.
Why? Because - for some idiotic reason (okay, not so idiotic - I'm scurred) I decided to 'isolate' parts of myself from other parts. I almost want to blame it on a lack of tags at my main journal spot (OD), but really, that's not totally true.
A lot of places, I feel like - well, I shouldn't write about THIS here, because they aren't interested in that, or if I write about THAT there, it might totally change peoples view of me.
And ya know what? I was right. People weren't interested, and it would have warped peoples view of me, but ya also know what? That should have been done - because I'm writing - or at least I was writing - for ME. Not for those who read me, not for those who friended me, not for those who note me.
To limit myself because they MIGHT not understand - well fuck, I'm shortchanging both them AND me.
But - could never quite put my finger on HOW to break out of the boxes I had created for myself - how to start anew in an old place, without driving MYSELF crazy.
I signed up to Vox yesterday, just so that I could leave a friend a comment, and it hit me - go someplace NEW. Go someplace customizable. Go someplace where I might not HAVE any readers, and work from there.
So.
Here I am.
I think - I want to bring together all of my old posts that are scattered all over EVERYWHERE, and put them here. I think BS lets you backdate things.
So.
Hi, ya'll.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Shit and Shinola, goodness gracious me.....
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Youre right in that you shouldnt have to divide yourself.. but at the same time it's nice. There are a lot of different aspects about me that I like to address alone, just as they are. The horse loving part of me, the anxious part of me, the baby part of me. I just picked up a beautiful sewn leather journal to start writing in for myself.. and I don't, I just dont. I dont know why.
And I like comments. Just for the sheer comeraderie of it, and validating me when deep down I really do need to be validated.
RYC: Yes I am going to smudge the living hell out of it (literally?) if they ever finish the damn thing.
Do you mind if I add you to my ickle blogrolly thing?
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