And the wall falls down.

Wow. So much time - and life - has passed since last I posted. The courage to continue with this never quite came to me. Until now.

Over the past several years, I've allowed myself to just "exist", never having fully recovered from an event which led to an inner-exile from my truest self - with only "pieces" rising to the surface. This also just happened to be the year I came out - imagine! Granted, some of those "pieces" have enjoyed incredible experiences which shall live with me always. With all that said, a recent weekend found me all-too-closely relating to this person, and I am still coming to terms with its impact. Luckily, no one was hurt, and I fall into the category of "not getting caught". How that is so is beyond me.

A number of you - hopefully - seeing these words, have inspired my decision to take a walk down this path, as I have gained such a wealth of insight from your blogs, and aspire to similar goals for myself - and others - here. It's clear that time will dictate just how successful this will be, and I look forward to the journey.

*sigh* I promise that I won't wallow in this - who wants to read about someone's DRAMA? Well, plenty of people, from what I see on some of the comment boards - however, I fully intend on writing about the fun, too. Trust me, there's more of that in my life than even I realize most days.

So, here's to new beginnings. And no more fallen walls - I can't afford to fix the first one!