I apologise for having neglected my blog so early on in it's development but I've been somewhat busy/distracted/demotivated. I'm struggling to explain exactly why because I don't really know why I've distanced myself so soon. I suppose it might be down to my vulnerability beginning to show- something I'm not quite used to; throughout most of my growing life, I've been subject to silence for fear of the repercussions that may come from speaking. I've hidden behind a face because my voice makes me feel too visible to those who might harm, manipulate, demean or invade me. Talking is difficult- not with everyone, but with most. I have my select few who I can talk to, though I seldom tell anybody everything; I hardly speak of my true thoughts and feelings for fear of what people might say or do. I feel like a stigma, ironically, the very aspect of mental illness I aim to dispel.
This post won't be very long today, unfortunately. This is it. Short and simple. A small snippet of thought that I needed to get out there, and to inform those who read, that I have not forgotten. I just need space from my own thoughts. I need time to clarify. I promise a better post next time.
Take care, thanks for your patience.
We are not to wallow in sadness and self-pity, but to analyse, assess and adjust those aspects which hinder. Regain control of your story, cast the lecherous shadow out and turn on the lights; these pages are yours to write.
This is a diary of a downer.
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