Whoa!

{via Stuff No One Told Me}

My 15-day pity party is over.  Hooray!  Now, I can make up excuses about why I haven't been present.  I can put the blame on a billion of things.  I'm just going to go ahead and say I was feeling sorry for myself.  I was letting my anxieties turn simplicities into intricacies.  Something like a battlefield in the brain.  It was all just in my head.  Honestly, you probably wouldn't have wanted to talk to me.  Or even, hear what I was going to whine about.  Better to just keep my mouth shut.  

I don't really know when it happened, but thank the sweet Lord that it all clicked.  I grabbed the bull by the balls and worked on putting the pieces back together.  The noise in my brain basically shattered everything I thought I knew and felt into a million trillion gazillion pieces.  Craziness.  

Now:  I'm better.  I'm happier.  I'm alive.  I have a better insight into myself and what I want.  And honestly, who doesn't need a little meltdown?    

Here's the proof that I'm better!  Yay for fresh outlooks!

What now?  I have some awesome ideas, blog posts, announcements... lots of stuff.  Stay tuned!