you really don't know me...

I think people see something out here in public and they feel like they've had access to a few minutes of someone's life and hear (or make up) part of a story and that gives them a right to judge.

I mean, sure... I'm on a public page... but really... who am I talking to... no one in particular... of all the people who may or may not read my blog... only one or two of them can even come close to imagining let alone KNOWING what I'm really talking about...

my family & best friends don't read my blog... it took me two weeks of turmoil and stomach aches to share the link with someone who I really cared about, and even then I took out all the rants and venting that I'd done months earlier because this is my place to not have to censor myself... and the ranting and venting may help me feel better about what's going on in my head... but in the real world... it looks like I'm stark raving mad

I have censored myself this past week... but not for me... I did it to hopefully make things less difficult for someone else... unfortunately, it's not working because a certain someone continues to come back and chooses to keep stirring the pot instead of letting everything settle and work itself out WITHOUT any outside influence...

Whoever you are... really... this is out of my hands... and really... it should be out of yours too... so thanks for visiting... but please... say goodbye...

I had to...

I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. ~Maya Angelou

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