“There was never yet an uninteresting life. Such a thing is an impossibility. Inside of the dullest exterior there is a drama, a comedy, and a tragedy.”

087/365 - I'm blogging this. (by antigone78)

I’m back I think. I needed some blog decompress/think/brainstorm time.

A long time ago I was able to speak freely and openly here. I wrote in great depth about depression, how hard it is to be a single parent, funny little stories, EVERYTHING. Over the last two or so years I’ve had to start seriously censoring myself and remain “politically correct”. This wasn’t because I wanted to say things that shouldn’t be said, it was because I was surrounded by people that were drama hungry and couldn’t face the truth if it walked up spun them around and slapped them in the face with a wet trout.

I am NOT perfect, I am FAR from perfect. My life isn’t all rainbows and butterflies and cute little stories and happy, happy, joy, joy and, frankly, I’m fucking sick and tired of having to NOT POST the “bad” because people have nothing better to do then email me to start bullshit drama, follow me on twitter, flickr, blogs, message boards, WHEREVER THE FUCK ELSE, just hoping I’ll “slip up” and say something they can attack me for. I’m tired of taking the time to write out my feelings and thoughts and then not hitting the submit button because people are going to be all OMG SHE’S BLOGGED AGAIN AND YOU WON’T BELIEVE WHAT SHE SAID!!!

You can attack me all you want. Whatever. I’m really not going to deal with it. If you email me, it will be deleted and forgotten (unless it’s particularly funny in which case I’ll post it here so everybody else can laugh at how pathetic you are along with me), if you DM me on twitter I’ll unadd you, if you PM me on a forum, I’ll block you, if you message me, I’ll block you.

But understand this: aflux is my blog, my writing, my thoughts, my “domain”. If I want to mention how lame you look to obsess over girls online, I will. If I want to write in depth about how I’ve been struggling with depression, I will. If I want to rant about motherhood, I will. If I want to write about how Ben and I stayed up all night fighting, I will. If I want to write about how lame you look when you post a picture on flickr flipping me off, I will.

So, I’m not saying that my blog is going to turn into a fountain of negativity, but it will be a River of Truthiness. Finally, it will once again be what I’m REALLY thinking, how I REALLY feel, what’s REALLY going on in my life. Hopefully those of you that know and love me will see this as a good thing and I can’t tell you how much I’ve missed you all and welcome the conversations we’ve had.

But those of you who DON’T think you can handle me being ME, or that I might just not agree with you, or I JUST MIGHT mention what an asstard you’re being or have been in the past, then I’d say your best bet would be to back up and walk away at a quick pace so as not to allow the long reach of my foot to make contact your ass on the way.

*deep breath*

Yep, I’m back.

*Title quote: Mark Twain.

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