Hello little blog. I'm back. For now, at least.
*sigh* I spent much of the past month existential crisis-ing. Don't worry--I'll spare you the gory details. But I did come to the conclusion that things have to change in my life. Or rather *I* have to change things. I spend 98% of my time in a way-too-stressed-out state. Stress is hell on fibro. Too much stress is hell on anyone. Thing is, while a certain amount of stress comes with life, so much of mine is self-imposed. Self-invented.
And it has to stop. Life is zipping on by, and I'm forgetting to enjoy it because I'm too. damn. busy. worrying. about. everything.
So. Blogging is to become my first battle in the war. If I can't find a way to de-stress the whole thing, it goes. I really hope I can do it. It is a doable task, after all, because this is one area of my life where the stress truly is completely self-imposed. It's that insidious little thing called guilt that does it. I feel guilty about everything--I can't post on my blog if I don't have time to read other blogs or I feel guilty, I can't read and comment on one friend's blog if I don't have time to read and comment on my other friends' blogs or I feel guilty, I can't go on twitter if I don't have time to read blogs or I feel guilty, etc., etc., etc. What this boils down to is that the guilt and the stress I've attached to blogging must go, or else blogging itself will. Period. Not that I believe that I can just change my thinking overnight, of course. But I either need to see steady progress or I need to hang up the virtual "closed" sign.