Thera-typin’

If you haven’t noticed yet, I’ve decorated the place with some extra pictures! pictures! Oooh!

Well now, what is there to talk about? As of right now I’m pretty blank, but I’m betting that as I type this crap I can come up with something that will go as long as 2 paragraphs. Any keystroke now. yup. (pauses for 10 seconds) …yup.

I got it.

Something tells me I’m getting to be a bit brutal in my words when it comes to the major reason why I’m not as happy as I’m supposed to be. Wow. It took a minimum of 28 days to start mellowing out on the subject. See, this is where blogging helps. You can actually read how you can be really fucked up…. then just fucked up… then really disturbed and confused and frustrated… then just disturbed and confused and frustrated… I’m still in this state, pondering on how to balance the inflammatory things that I mentioned for this month so far.

I thank God that sometime around the middle of this year, my uncle (Who looks like Eddie Guerrero ) nailed a lesson into my mind that is there with my principles: Never, NEVER burn bridges. Funny that this a saying more significant to how I should handle life now than I thought it did. He said it to me as advice to moving on from one company to another. I’m saying it to myself now because it’s sage advice. Preserving bridges gives way to forgiveness, and forgiveness almost always leads to healing… or compromise.

The pain is still here… and I hope I’m not too late to repair that which has been damaged. But, unfortunately, how I define repair and preservation is all up to the Man Above(notice the capital) now... So I gotta get my act straight with Him and pray(James 5:16), for He knows the many possibilities to how to continue/rewrite/end this melodramatic page of my life.

Please tell me I’m handling this correctly.