It'd be foul to call it merely a blog. Which is not to say that this is somehow different in content or style.
I was unsatisfied with the other blog I have, in which I pontificate, largely amongst friends, on sometimes funny things and sometimes poetic things and sometimes thoughtful things. But the stress of that was still too much. Because there is too much that I just feel uncomfortable saying in front of them. I wanted an audience there, of peers. Here, I don't want an audience of peers. Or perhaps ideally. But there is too much that I have to say that I can't say with them.
And I have so many sins which I need to speak about, because the persistent psychotherapy is not enough. Nor are the medications. My libido still pressures me. And I have a certain a desire for exhibitionism.
I want to be honest although I know my desire for honesty is perverse.
I struggle with not knowing myself.
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