A Little Catch Up and A Lot Of Caught Up...
So wow, I'm writing again all of a sudden, what's with that? Sometimes I'm completely predictable, and then again, sometimes I shock the hell out of even myself. I'm not sure what compels me to share the things I do so openly, but at this point in my life, I kind of feel like there are people that could learn from the dumb shit I've done. I was reading back through some of the older posts on here, remembering who I was then, where I was, and what I was going through. I come off like such a miserable person in so much of it. I really wasn't. I just didn't have anyone to talk to and didn't know how to express myself any better than I did. I don't truly know if I've learned from it, I just have someone to talk to now. Someones...plural...I actually have a female friend that hasn't gone running for the hills or decided they don't like me anymore because I can't do enough for them (that's a reference to some really old po