Writing is very powerful isn't it? I didn't expect that 'coming out' on my blog would make that much difference, it was meant to be a dry run for being more true to myself in life generally. I feel changed though, changed inside.
I was convinced I would lose all or some of my readers. That feeling is probably an echo of my conditioning not to tell. In my early thirties I confronted my Grandfather. The family closed ranks and I was largely alienated. Well, you haven't abandoned me with this and that gives me courage to continue. Although, with what exactly I'm not sure today, I'm too tired to be bothered.
I've had a 'boom bust' week with sudden switches of mode. I had counselling Monday, Tai Chi energised me on Tuesday, I kicked my heels on Wednesday and most of yesterday, last night was the community group meeting for which I am secretary. I'm well crashed today. So I shall leave it there and see you next time.