I haven't been blogging lately. I haven't been writing anything at all lately. There are all the usual excuses about how busy I am, and how difficult it is to find time to write when one is a single mom who works full-time and all that. But tonight I decided that I need to face the fact of what I realized earlier today: I don't write because I don't want to deal with it. It's not the writing itself that I can't handle; it's the fact that there are some things that have been inside of me for a long time and need to be written and I don't want to face the thoughts and feelings that will result from processing and writing. And once I realized that, I then recognized that coming to that realization might be part of the healing process, and readiness to record thoughts and feelings might be the next step of healing.
I have a lot of healing to do, you guys.
Probably no one even checks this blog anymore, and that is fine (not just fine, but fantastic) because I can write it all here and nobody on the internet will even bother to read it. I hope I have the courage and fortitude to really write it.