My cousin Krissy has a blog that she posts in everynight. Its made me laugh, made me cry, and made me love her in a way I never expected when I began reading it. I like that even though we aren't close like we were when we were kids I can see into her mind. I feel like I know her again. I know that everyday she feels so much better when she can spit all of her thoughts out into her blog. I want that. A place to vent, someone to talk to who won't talk back. I need that. I'm an amazing listener. I also love to talk, but I feel like no one really lets me. Not including my amazing fiance jeffrey. Of course he listens to me. He damn well better. But you know boys- if you get too emotioal too often they can't handle it. Me, I'm an emotional kind of girl. Fair warning reader(s): This post and every post hereafter has the potential to be extremely, irrationally emotional. Anyways point is: Krissy's blog started the same way- for her. Therapy. But with who she is she's managed to help people. I love that too, but don't expect that here. I can't even help myself. I don't want to make this too long and discourage you from reading what I have to say, so i'll actually write about what made me feel the need to start venting tomorrow. ooh.. cliff hanger!
P.S, check out Krissy's blog! Scrambled Eggs
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