a bizarre, often judgemental therapist

Whatever I right on here tonight it’ll be wrong. Either that or it’ll offend someone. Or I’ll be accused of lying or cheating, or being sexually explicit. Or not appropriate for kids. Or whatever. So I won’t. I’ll just say that stuff’s got pretty complicated recently, but I’m sure I can work it all out. You know, one of the risks of keeping a blog is that you risk saying something you really shouldn’t. when you try to blog every day you sometimes forget a blog isn’t a personal diary. This thing has got me into a lot of trouble over the years. And yet something compels me to tap some irrelevant crap into it every day. It’s like a form of therapy, almost, only the internet is a bizarre, often judgemental therapist.

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