Here goes.

Here goes.



I have felt for some time that I needed to start an online journal of my mental healthy journey.

It's a scary thing to put feelings so personal and so painful…and so vulnerable…out into the void.

Maybe it's even scarier to face the fact that those feelings are actually happening as I put them down on "paper".

But I'm gonna take the leap. Cause maybe I just can't heal until I do.

This will only work if I don't think about my writing, don't over obsess about formatting, grammar, readability.

So I'm just gonna blurb it out there. Just. Write.

And send out this disclaimer:

I ask immediate forgiveness for these things: bad formatting, bad grammar, bad readability, inevitable bad spelling.

I ask immediate forgiveness if it's uninteresting, strings of non-sensical ramblings, or completely unuseful to anyone who may have thought it would be a helpful or diverse read and find it otherwise.

So hear goes. Unsensored. Painful. Hopefully joyful. And totally naked.

Totally scary.