Gentle Whispers

I talked about Moving on . Mentioning how much the lack of privacy was getting to me. And then I disappeared for almost two months without any indication of what I was planning on doing. Until a very dear friend kicked me in the ass and forced me to think over very carefully what I was planning on doing. The simple truth, however, is that, I love this blog and the idea of shutting it down and moving elsewhere leaves me very near heartbroken. My simple solution however, is that I've created a new blog. A secret one with no clues as to my identity. Where I can safely pour out my soul. But this blog stays and for that I'm glad.

For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning. T.S. Eliot 2009. The worst of times. 2009 was my year of despair. It had me lower than I have ever been before. 2009 truly gave me the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. It helped me rediscover friendships I thought were a thing of the past. It made me realise how you might think you know someone, only to find out that you don't know them at all. It made me realise what people mean when they say they hate their jobs. Doing something you can't stand, for someone you detest, for very little money is absolutely character building. Believe me. Seriously however, I never realised I had the fortitude and the strength within me to stick to something when the easier option would be to just walk away. A major part of the year saw me more depressed than I have ever been before. Nothing interested me. Noth...