Hello out there! Welcome to Crazytown, population 1, starring yours truly.
This is something I have pondered doing for so long, I forgot why I wanted to do it [blog] in the first place. But I stumbled upon another blog, that rekindled my imagination, or maybe the lack of the imagination that I once had (what a sad reality!) and thought maybe this will provide me with a cathartic release that I so desperately need.
I use to be imaginative. To dream, be carefree, and have delusions of grandeur and be mocked for being naive.. I was a little more sad, a little less stressed, and a smidge happier in my rocker-girl world, but I grew up..and in a sad, blink of time.. these dreams. these ideas. died inside. And some of me was lost along the way.
When you realize that happens, let's rephrase that.. When I realized that happened, I went into Mourning. Experiencing depression, isolation, coldness, and lack of purpose...daily feelings that I experience regularly. Don't get me wrong, I am happy; the happiest I have ever been. I love my family more than anything! My saviors! I have a good job, two dogs, Romeo and Juliet, affectionately known as Bubba and Beans and a gold fish named Bubbles. But these feelings are unattached. Dissociated, completely...
This is a personal, independent realization of myself and wanting to overcome [it] so bad, I want to scream and have on occasion or two between random breakdowns. This is about finding "me". I am searching and when I think I am so close, something happens and derails me again. Along the way, I will have wonderful memories with my family, drink good beer, workout like a madman, try to be a good mom, listen to music, and hope I pick the pieces of me up along the way.. So here's to finding me..Slainte!
Haley
Crazytown-Population: 1
