I’ve been basically committing social suicide, avoiding friends, family, and those concerned for my well-being. It’s been a long, tumultuous year for me, and I’ve needed time to sort life out. 

Questioning not necessarily my choices, but the underlying processes that led me to make those choices, had led to asking bigger questions. 

  • Who am I?
  • What am I here for?
  • What brings me joy?

I am not original in asking these questions, nor do I have answers at this moment. But that’s part of why I’ve taken to writing here, as I explore these things. 

Maybe I’ll answer the phone or reply to a text. Maybe I won’t. Someone told another that for me it would take time and distance. Perhaps that’s true. 

For now, what I have is the journey.  


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