First, let me start by saying how humbled and grateful I am to everyone who read my first entry. I must also send a very special “thank you” to everyone who took the time to comment, send me a message, or share it on your Facebook pages. The outpouring of love was unexpected but extremely encouraging, and for that I couldn’t be more appreciative. There are a lot of thoughts that go through your mind before you air your dirty laundry for the world to see, but you all made it much more bearable, a little less embarrassing, and gave me confirmation that it’s definitely time to start this blog.
So what can I say? I’m excited. I’m Terrified. But God willing, I’m ready.
Before I continue to unravel the pages of my life and what I’ve learned from my experiences, I want to take a second to talk about what this blog is NOT going to be. There’s no need for me to explain what it is, because that will reveal itself over time (if you stay with me), but it’s important to me that I set the right expectation from the beginning. So here goes:
I’m not angry. Anymore. I don’t hate men and I do believe there are good men left. Most importantly, I’m not mad at my ex. The primary reason I’m even ready to start this blog is because I’ve had the opportunity to heal, grow, and move on from my past experiences. Yes, my entries will contain information about my ex, because let’s face it, there’s no way around that, but my intention is not to make him look like a villain and make me look like a victim. My intention is to show what I’ve learned through it all in hopes that someone experiencing the same thing can learn their lesson quicker than I did. Or better yet, help someone see the warning signs before heading down that road at all. Truth be told, I contributed to the dysfunction of my last relationship (I’ll explain how) and am fully to blame for how long I allowed myself to stay in a bad place, so it’s also about how I learned to take ownership of my own decisions.