It seems that I had forgotten the reason that I blog. It started as a method of promotion for a life I used to live and then evolved into a way of working things out.
Letting my feelings or emotions come out so that I could better deal with them. It also helped me remember things such as my reaction to my various cocktail of meds, which have come in pretty handy now that I am once again on the crazy train.
I've been blogging for a long time when I think about it, maybe thirteen years I forget. During that time I have put a lot of private stuff out there, mostly because for the most part I have always been mostly anonymous. In that time I have met some amazing people who have become good friends, even though there are many I have yet to meet.
Blogger has been my home and it is where I feel most comfortable. Having started out on JournalSpace jumping ship to Live Journal, Blogger and a brief foray into WordPress... There were a couple of others whose name I have forgotten but I always come back here. Blogger is home.