People have scars, in all sorts of unexpected places. Like secrest road maps of their emotional, personal history. Diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving behind but a scar. But some of them don’t. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere, & though the cut is long gone, the pain still lingers, & the scar is just that everday proof.
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I’ve had this blog for a long time. I started it, so I could get the thoughts out that are in my head that I couldn’t really express verbally to someone. My blog is strictly for me. My online diary of my life, feelings, emotions, pictures, thoughts, statements, anger, happiness, and the rest of what life brings. I’m a thinker, a realist, a communicator, and want things to be figured out. I’ve been through more in my life than what I care to have gone through, but I try to think and hope it’s made me stronger. It’s definitely made me change. I very much believe in mean what you say type conversation. I’m learning to deal with my faults, and short comings. I’m trying to be as true to myself and others more so now than ever before. I feel things too deep sometimes, which clouds my mind, and sometimes I don’t react to it very well. But I’m learning to want to change that process. Read my blog & your reading my heart. View all posts by Elissa