So… I’ve not been writing here much.
I enjoy writing, and I have things to say–just ask any of the fifteen people I consistently text throughout the day. What I don’t have much to say on at this moment is OCD.
…which is a GOOD thing.
OCD is a tiny bit present–as it will always be–but it’s a whisper in the far recesses of my mind as opposed to the domineering sadist who was wrecking my life in the past.
That said, I still can’t part with this blog.
Well, this is where I started. This is where I healed. This is where people who struggle with the same awful I battled discover me. Every time I get a message or an email from someone who is in the trenches, I feel guilty that I’ve been away for so long.
So I need to get back to writing here, and I’m hoping that everyone will be okay with the fact that it’ll shift more to parenting and keeping my home in some semblance of order–no, not in an OCD way, just in a “hey, let’s not trip on our shoes as we go up the stairs” way.
A friend of mine in a different trench–the bottomless channel of motherhood with littles–has suggested that I start sharing a bunch of my hacks and survival tips. I think those are valuable, too. So, assuming honeybee naps–that’s what I’m going to start doing.
I hope you’ll join me for the next–much better–phase of my journey.
Wishing you peace, joy, and unintrusive thoughts,