white noise

I’ve felt compelled to write, or — more accurately — to think out loud. I’ve been longing for someplace where I can feel complete and where I can be myself. The whole feel-good, pretend-we’re-okay sort of mentality is getting on my nerves. Not feeling at liberty to say “fuck it,” or “fuck you,” gets on my nerves. For a while now, I’ve begun to think that perhaps I’m losing myself … forgetting who I am.

Well, I can’t allow that, now can I?

Mostly, this site will lend itself to easing the frustrations of having Fibromyalgia (and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, as it seems I’ve overlooked this bit of relevant history). I hope that documenting my adventures will be of some value — not only to myself — but also to passers-by.

Comments and thoughts are always welcome. General nastiness will be met, either with equal nastiness, or complete eradication — depending on my mood at the given moment.