I am bad at beginnings, usually the same with endings. I have lost so much in the past year; friends, lovers, blood, tears and much of myself. I am covered both inside and my flesh with scars....reminders. They remind me of who I am and where I have been. You cannot forget those things otherwise you have no where to start from.
I started the blogging epidemic today and I struggle now with a few things:
1. Getting this started- joining places, writing, maintaining.
2. Not delving deeper into want.
3. Committing myself to this and possible treacherous scrutinies from those who do not know me.