To my eternal horror, this has started off as a very emo blog.

I’m not a teenager.

I’m well into my forties at this point.

I’ve lurked and hidden around the internet for more than 20 years. Picking up anything and everything shared with the rest of the world along the way. But rarely sharing my internal world back.

This is still the most personal and honest record of my thoughts and feelings I’ve ever committed to proper, coherent sentences. They’re all here instead of being locked away in a diary because my handwriting is nearly completely illegible to myself.

I keep promising myself to write more. If only to improve my mental health which in the last year (2022 at this update) has shattered.

Most commentators are welcome. Spammers, trolls and the usual internet tosspots aren’t. But I already know this is entirely a selfish and solitary practice.