Where I open my heart and all let the livid bile or sappy romanticisms spill out into the open. Don't be TOO scared now... these are just my thoughts - I by NO means expect you to agree or understand them. I certainly don't.
Life for me has been a whirlwind of disorientation. Mind you, good AND bad. As I stand as a full fledged adult, 21 and growing, I have suffered the loss of a parent (I lost my dad when I was 14 to a brain disease I cannot pronounce), battled with accute depression (I assure you, there was nothing cute about it; my dads disease was hard for the 9-year-old Ginger to handle for 5 years, and eventually took it's toll), wrestled with a rare disorder (trichotillomania, ever heard of it? That's why it's rare...), dropped out of high school and STILL have overcome all the barriers that could have stood in my way. I prosper as a genuinely happy person with just as many problems and everyday issues as most people my age - or, any age! - are dealt with. I love life and I'm simply paying my monthly dues at being human. Oh, and I LOVE playing my guitar and writing songs, it's a deep rooted passion for me. So there's a short and sweet overview of me. For more, as so many other journalers put it - the real story's in the journal. Ick... now you've made me feel so self indulgent. That's it for now. This page will change in a while, but I needed something here before I drove myself crasy.
