Suburban Goddess

I’ve said it so many times… the thoughts I put down here are just my opinion. They’re my side, my perception, my thoughts on various subjects. Lately, I’ve had my divorce and the circumstances surrounding it on my mind, so I write about it. It is entirely one-sided; it’s strictly how I think things went down. In my writing, I look for answers, & sometimes I find them. Sometimes I just find peace in venting.
I’ve made so many mistakes in my life. This blog became a place to write them down, so hopefully, I won’t make those mistakes again. It’s a place to laugh at myself, cry with myself, rage at anything and everything I think is unfair, and remind myself what’s REALLY important in my life. I don’t have the answers. Sometimes I’m looking for them, sometimes I’m just completely ignoring the reality of my situation.

I write without thought. I write without regard to feelings. Not because I don’t care about people’s feelings, but honestly, I forget that anyone on the planet with a browser can find me.

I don’t lie. Some stories may be exaggerated slightly for entertainment purposes, but I really try to put things out there in my own biased opinion. It was brought up today that some things weren’t meant for the world to see. Some things were meant to stay between certain people.

Perhaps. I disagree. Because someone out there is going through the same thing I’m going through, and they’re dealing with the same issues. They’re sitting in front of their computer, just like me, and they’re depressed and sad and reeling from events in their life that they can’t understand. They’re lonely, they’re unhappy, and they just want to know that they’re not alone.

You’re not alone.

There is someone out there going through exactly what you’re going through. Me. And I have good days, and I have bad days. I have days where everything is perfectly okay and days where I feel like it’s all falling apart. I have days where I miss my old life, and days where I’m thankful to be free of it.

It’s life. It comes with ups and downs.

I’m not afraid of the downs.

I was told that I was too negative. That I needed to see “another side” of things. That I needed to think about what I wrote before I wrote it, and consider the consequences of who those words may hurt.

What really hurts? The words, or the fact that they might be saying something that might be true?

I’ve always invited those that I might offend to post. Call me on it. Tell me what I’ve misunderstood. Tell me how I’m wrong. I WANT you to.

But I will not censor myself for you ever again. Not here.

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