Yeah, I know. I wrote a journal about love. What the actual duck right?
I told you guys I'd be omitting the third journal from my blog because it contained some really personal and sensitive stuff that only someone that is really close to me should ever read. The only reason I'm letting my tutor read it is because I know what I write is real. It carries meaning. I have plenty to write about it too. I know she won't show it to my class or anything, so I have no qualms letting her read about these things.
I felt a need to justify omitting this journal, I felt you guys should know why I'm not letting it go public.
Things in that part of my life have always been in tatters and no one person has ever had a full account of what happens in that part of my life. No one but me. I've never told anyone the full story. I've always filled gaps in with little lies, left out big portions of the story, totally omitted entire days and even people. It's a part of my life that I don't want a lot of people to know about, plain and simple.
It's not a happy part of my life either, I'll put it that way. It has NEVER ended well for me, probably never will either. But that's beside the point.
I don't even know why I'm posting this. I suppose I felt I owe you guys an apology for not posting it. Anyways, maybe in time. But for now, I remain mute on this subject.
Thursday, 3 January 2013
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