Prologue

A little bit about me...Present Me, not the Past Me that you will be learning about here.

I am a happy, healthy 30-something living the American dream. I have a house, a marriage, a career, and a black lab. I drive a Toyota and set hair appointments 8 weeks apart. My friends BBQ and text message and Twitter on a regular basis. I have a retirement account and a shoe fetish. If you saw me in the mall, you wouldn't look twice at me.

This blog is a purge. Things have happened within the last few years that have caused the closet to fly open and family skeletons to begin spilling out. I had already dealt with most of these several years ago, when I packed my bags and moved nearly 1,000 miles from anyone who knew anything about me. I saw therapists and took antidepressants while I sorted through the pain of the two decades that had past.

It is my family now who needs the healing. To aid in this healing, I have needed to relive the pain of yesterday and stop protecting people in my life. The more I unleash, the more compelled I am to share these experiences with anyone who may also feel in their lives that they are the only ones who hear their own cries.

I am great today. I am happy. I am sure that this will not appear so as I continue to write, because I am writing from a place parallel to where I am now. I have forgiven, but before I forget, I must reveal. If it appears in my writing that I have yet to heal, then I will be proud, for that means that I have finally mastered the art of writing.