I started, then stopped, this blog in 2009. I started because I love to write and sometimes it seems like people enjoy reading what I have to say. I stopped because I felt like I was creating a virtual persona and because I caught myself writing for revenge, which is never a very good reason to do much of anything, especially write (I have since deleted those posts).
So why am I back?
Good question. Mostly, it's because I still love to write and I think I'm getting better at it. I'm even taking classes, attending workshops, attempting a memoir. I'm also back because I'm currently on the outs with Facebook and have never been interested in other social media except for a brief flirtation with Tumblr. At the same time, part of me loves the sense of worldwide community and connection the Internet can provide (on its good days, anyway). I'm thinking, perhaps wishfully, that this blog can help me plug into that.
Things are going to be different this time around, though. I originally started the blog to talk about what it's like to raise a troubled child. I'll still write about that sometimes because it matters and because we don't talk about mental illness enough. But there are some people out there already doing that, and often doing it better than I ever could. Try these two for starters:
Home, A Soft Place to Fall
Welcome to My Brain
More than that, however, is a realization that my life, and my child's, is about so much more than his mental illness. We live in a wonderful and strange world full of its own unique joys and sorrows. That's what I want to write about, from here in my little corner of the Kentucky mountains.