happy birthday

it's my one year blogging birthday.

last year on this day I had way too much on my mind. I was stressed out, worried, distraught, depressed, struggling... and I couldn't think, couldn't talk. so I started blogging. my public online journal, basically. because it was therapeutic to share my thoughts with people, but I couldn't make my mouth open for another month or two at least. because a lot of it didn't make sense, and honestly, it wasn't pretty, I don't want to look at it anymore, and I've taken a lot of it down. I still have them, to see where I've come from, but I'm happy to move on now. It's past, and I don't need a lot of reminding.
one year... and I'm so much better. I'm happy and thankful, because we do heal, our lives do change. the edges that were rough are becoming smooth, broken thoughts and reactions slowly healing and adjusting. I've learned to talk, to my friends, my sisters and brothers, my parents. no more hoarding thoughts.
I still love my blog though:).
his mercy is amazing.