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(Last updated: 11 Jan 08)
Since beginning this journal a few years ago, and since the beginning of the web journals which preceded it,
my life has undergone great change, as have I.
Journaling my life on the web is something I've often enjoyed, for a number of reasons:
I am considering writing as a new career and this provides me an opportunity to practice, and to enjoy self-expression.
During the difficult points of my life, journalling is often therapeutic for me,
enabling me to sort my thoughts and feelings as I force myself to organize them for presentation here.
I have also found journalling a helpful tool in my personal evolution, and it is for this purpose it must be public.
This is perhaps the least understood by those who do not "blog" or journal themselves: why would anyone chose to air their
"dirty laundry" for all to see? To this question, my best explanation is that in order to continue to explore who I am,
and to accept what I find, I need to face certain uncomfortable truths about myself. Admitting them publicly brings with it
an air of undeniability. Whether I change it or learn to live with it, once it's out there, facing it is no longer optional.
For those who chose to read my journal, be it as entertainment or in order to better get to know me, I always recommend proceeding in chronological order
and to bear one ever-important thought in mind: everyone - from total strangers right to my closest confidants - must understand that
this journal will not tell you who I am. It is not a complete picture of me. It is only a small part.
It shows but few of the many thoughts and feelings I have, and likely the most confused or extreme amongst them.
No matter how carefully you read, or how much you peer between the lines, the only way to really know me is to befriend me
and to experience me "in real life" (for lack of a better term).
The me you see here is as two-dimensional as the screen on which it is projected.
I am not.
I am a 30-something white male living in downtown St John's, Newfoundland, Canada. I live with a wonderful woman named Liza-Ann
and her daughter (from a previous marriage) Olivia.
My name is Patrick.
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