Joyful Insanity

Before I get into my post I want to thank everyone for your encouragement! You guys are awesome and made me feel more comfortable in this endeavor. One of the biggest reasons I started this is I've always felt like I needed to do something with the things I've experienced. When I was a teen I wanted to go onto The Real World and use that as my way to reach out and tell the world what it's like as a victim. Now you couldn't pay me enough to do something like that. However, the desire to expose the things you deal with as a victim is still there. One of those things are the memories that never dull. This is also the next step in healing for me. I hope it reaches people who are in similar situations, but simply sharing everything makes me feel like I'm beating the depressing effects. Brandon has encouraged me to write a book, and maybe someday I will. But being a working mom of 3 makes it hard for me to focus on that. I know that many women do it, but I can barely find

I've put this off for long enough. Each day I think, "This is the day I actually post what I type". And each day I find a reason I can't finish the post I started that morning. I had a draft sitting here for 2 weeks and each time I went to add more, I had a few thoughts run through my head. Is what I have to say really all that important? Does anyone even want to hear what I have on my mind? What's motivating me to put myself out there and do this? And what would I do if people think this is just another blogger that wants to clog up their newsfeed? Personally, I enjoy reading peoples blogs, learning about their life and seeing what they choose to share. But I know not everyone likes it and that's what has made me postpone this. Also, sometimes my grammar and sentence structure are wrong, and maybe it's weird but that is a huge insecurity of mine. I don't want y'all to think I'm stupid! The thing I keep repeating to myself is if people want to