Five plus years ago when I started this blog I believed in my heart
placing words on paper void of all the personal details would
somehow be beneficial.
To a high degree I found blogging quite therapeutic.
In addition to my own articles I quite enjoyed participating in
daily / weekly prompts plus the interaction from other bloggers.
Yes, I considered myself an official member of Blogosphere.
And then along came the Pandemic . . .
Life became 10 times more difficult – maintain my sanity being ‘alone’,
I managed to keep busy and adapt to all the constant change.
Mid-may I interacted with an individual who was 6 plus months into AA recovery.
A child of an alcoholic I did my best to help – daily affirmations and texting – all
good – all above board = 100 % genuine.
Then either Facebook malfunctioned or said individual made decision no
more interaction (shut down).
It seems I didn’t take this type of rejection too well and best description of
my own feelings about this situation:
‘evolution of near becoming unglued’.
My entire life’s journey started to play out – the good, the bad and the ugly.
Confused, scared and fairly numb (still functional) I sought out reading material
a sudden need for info on what was happening to me so late in life.
It took awhile and then a book appeared – a book written for me – one all
about my sordid dysfunctional life.
The hard part was to admit to myself – like addicts do in the 12-step program.
It seems I’m a ‘Codependent’ and from time to time I’ll write about
the work I’m doing to overcome and hopefully find peace in my life.
You who I tried to help still follow me on here so I’ll say
“Thank you” for sending me down a new path which when
I arrive at the finish line should find me in a better place within
my personal life.
No bitter feelings toward you who I considered a friend rather prayers for
continued success on your own day-to-day journey