Hello

I'm so fucked.  That's one thing that anyone who might wander onto this page should know about me, my fuckedness.  If you continue to read this, you're going to read a lot of complaining and whining about how miserable I am and how I wish my life were different.  I am guessing that I am not alone.  There must be many other people who share this state.

I started this blog because I used to write my thoughts down and found it very helpful in working out all of this crap (back when I was a raging drug addict and had what I thought was nothing to live for). I struggled through all of that, only to come out the other side to find myself wondering why I bothered.  Yeah, that was many moons ago, and a lot has happened since then -- some of it good -- but mostly I find myself wondering why I worked so hard to get past all of that, only to find myself here again, again.  It's the same old shit, but with fewer options.

I'll come back when I have more time and start to unwind it all...if I can figure out where and when to start.  Really, there's so many fucky moments to wade through.  I should be busy for awhile.  But this is my therapy.  I'll save myself a ton of money.  Dear diary, I had another shitty day...

I promised there would be a lot of whining.  Self-indulgent whining. Go and read something else.