Yes, I confess I'm an absent blogger. A year it's been since my last post. Forgive me all my loyal followers - oh, yes I don't have any readers whatsoever. So, I don't feel too bad for departing my posts so abruptly last summer.
Pet peeves. We all have them. I'm so negative. People are reading The Book of More Awesome, and here I am considering writing a book about the not awesome things in everyday life that we all encounter. Now my title to this post will make sense to you. My peeve - clichés. Oh, how I dread them. Yes, I am guilty of saying a few myself, but I always roll my eyes and my tone as the words escape my lips is one of mocking. Truly, it's the over use of them. People speak them when they can't think of anything else to say. Brilliant. So original. Comforting too to the listener. Honestly, if the only thoughts that come to your mind are some cliché or idiom, reconsider and use your thoughtfulness - say nothing at all. Silence speaks loudly in these situations. I'd like some silence.
That's for another day...
I'm hoping to heal through cleaning out my mind's closet - to release all the secrets, to have you listen and to be finally heard. My life, surviving a tragic childhood of sexual abuse and abandonment. Growing up, the journey, the process of healing, speaking out. Getting there. My memoir. Life now at forty something. My personal daily life. My compass goes in all directions, so there will be posts and pics that interest all. Your insight. The lighter side...eventually.
August 23, 2011
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