Yesterday morning I put my son on a plane to Florida, after having booked a very last minute flight Monday night. It’s been a rough few weeks, and I know I’m supposed to be here having fun with you guys, but I’ve been incredibly overwhelmed. A great big thank you to Fran and Cathy for being my sounding boards over the last couple of weeks while I tried to work this all out. And, of course, to Jeff who has managed to figure out ways to get me to smile even when I’m in the middle of crying.

I didn’t want things to go this way, but it’s how it had to be. There’s a million things left unsaid and a million reasons why, but it’s just too hard to sit here and write it all down. Weird thing, that. I use this as a means of getting stuff out of my head. But in this particular situation, I can’t really seem to get myself to do it.

I don’t generally have a problem with making the details of my life public knowledge, even knowing that sometimes it’s read by people who have less than charitible feelings towards me. I’ve been extremely open and honest about my life, my own personal brand of crazy, the noise in my head, and everything in between. I write here to keep it all from overwhelming everything else in my life.

But, I think, not this. At least not right now, not while my heart is still bleeding all over the carpet and I just can’t seem to… well that’s a statement better left unsaid.

I need a vacation.

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