I can tell some of you though that thing you know me pretty well that there is a darker side to me. Yes, under all that happy sweetness that is me, theres a dark festering maddness to which is me. Only a select few have seen this side. (I send my great apolagies to them.) Anyway, this side contains a lot of things many don't know: the cutting, the emptiness, the horrible childhood, and the immense anger that I've had at times. Those that have been closest to me have seen it and I know they've wondered if I had split personalities. The answer to that is no. I've been told by a therapist that I don't. What happens is that I tend to outwardly push things from the past into my present situations. I was then encouraged to do something I haven't done in awhile: journal and write. I was told that when I write I get the pain out in a healthy way. Then the journaling would help keep my mind focused on other things.
On to another topic though, again only a few of you know of this. I have a nice little gift. Sometimes it causes me problems and I don't like it. Other times it gives me a light out of the dark woods that I walk through on certain occasions.
Most of you know this, I am Pagan. I am proud of it. I wouldn't trade my religious beliefs for anything in the world. I'm happy with what I believe, and I know that this is the path that was chosen for me to take from the higher powers. I'm glad that I am taking it. I respect all religion. I believe that as long as you believe and have faith in something, you are not doomed.
