I think I’m making progress. My last post was the first time in a while I’ve been THAT open about what has happened to me. I think it will prove beneficial when it’s time for me to record that bit in BoobCast. At least I hope it will.
Watching yourself literally fall apart is disheartening at best. At worst it drove me to desperate measures. The good part is that, with help and support I survived. People tell me I’m a strong person so I supposed that perhaps I am. I just don’t often see that in myself. Even the strongest people have moments of dire weakness. It’s part of being human.
I’m rambling tonight. It was a long day so I’ll write more when I’m coherent.