Sometimes I really miss this blog. It was such a huge part of my life. In many ways, it was the relationship. The weight struggle, the date struggle, the directionless years were intertwined with times of travel, wild laughter, and lust. All documented here. All shared with you (assuming there are some of you left).
Every few weeks I find myself thinking about an intense or hard conversation and wanting to write about it - to work it out here like I once did. The thing is, I fell in love. With someone completely unexpected. These conversations aren't just mine anymore. They're ours. And it doesn't seem fair to him to share them here.
So I call my best friend and talk about it. I (sometimes) write in my journal. I read my favorite blogs or chat with my sister. It's almost as good as spilling my guts on the internet. Almost. The last year has brought the highest highs and some extremely sensitive stuff that I'm not sure I could get through typing. It's been a year.
In the last several months I've flirted with the idea of a new blog. Something lighter, something that allows me to talk about my interests a bit, but also challenges me in a new way. I miss being creative in my private life. I now get paid to do it - which is amazing. But, I want something just for me.
What that will be exactly, I'm not sure. I just know I am ready.