Today I've opened up my Blogger window probably ten times, trying to write a post. There are so many emotions going on that I don't know where to start. I'm tired of writing about Daddy and the trevails that abound with his nursing home incarceration and all the crap I've been dealing with. I can't rail about my friends or family or even my life because so many people that I know read my words here now and I catch all kinds of flack when I do. I'm just kind in my own little box that I can't write out of. It's frustrating because I like to write here about everything and be truthful but it just can't happen. I like the feedback that I get from my online friends but I have to be so very cautious. So what do I write about, the weather, I don't think so.
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It is a delicate matter to blog, isn't it! I do it by making it all up, except the real parts. Those real parts I turn inside out so a close female relative becomes a guy I just met and an old crotchety friend becomes my great grandfather or someone I heard about on NPR who killed himself with a butter knife. That's what I suggest you do. Not kill yourself with a butter knife, but write about some relative but make him George Washington's ugly older brother instead.
You need a personal journal so you can write and say what you need without anyone else seeing it. It just helps to get it all out. I'm sorry about your dad because I know how hard it is to go through this. And by the way, the weather sucks! Rain to the nth degree.
I just started another blog (private) on wordpress.com/ so I can vent out some of my frustrations. I would probably get sued if some people read what I have written so far. LOL!! You might try something like that.
I know what you mean. I have to be cautious what I write also because I've got quite a number of friends and relatives who read without commenting. However, they have mentioned what I write about so I know they're reading. Take care... I'm sorry you're going through some challenges right now.
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