It's funny because I felt like an exile for ages, and I was so happy to get back here and writing, and touch base with some of you again and yet...
Things have changed for me. Relationships have changed. I'm changing.
Writing here kind of feels like I have to conform to the expectations of who and what I was here a long time ago. Writing here got dangerous too, and it still doesn't feel like a safe space.
And it seems like I'm struggling to write here, I haven't written in almost a month and... I miss it and miss you and your comments. But yet I'm not writing.
I feel sometimes like I'm struggling with craziness. Up and down and ... yes I know I always was, but now more than ever. Lots of uncertainty.
So ... maybe this is a starter post. A stub. And I will come back often. Maybe.
Maybe this post will open everything up again and things will flow.
Or maybe I need to move on and write somewhere else.
Of course, if you have questions, or suggestions or motivating things you want to say to me, to encourage me to write and share, just jump in and inspire me.
Or maybe I will find my muse again. Wish me luck?