Jan 18, 2009 19:21
I don't know why it is so hard for me to write when I am happy or contented, it just is. Especially now that I seem to have everything I want in life. I have a man. I have good friends. I not only have a future that is within my reach but also the motivation to grasp it.
Those old trolls of doubt, fear, and dread are almost gone.
Don't get me wrong, this is hard. Not fucking up and keeping it all together is still difficult as it ever was.
But now I don't feel as if I have to keep it all in, I have people who are ready and willing to hear about my insanity and tell me I'm not crazy(you know the voices in your head always convince you that you are crazy).