I’m rediscovering myself after 20 years in an abusive relationship/marriage. Writing was always very important to me, and re-embracing that is one of the methods that I’m using to help me find myself again.

After so many years of trying to mold myself into whatever was least likely to cause a blow-up, I’m feeling very lost, and as though I don’t even know myself anymore.

Here I hope to be honest with myself about my goals, my dreams, my past, my future, and daily experiences. The good, the bad and the ugly.