Ima do that thing where you tell real stories that are the real...

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Ima do that thing where you tell real stories that are the real truth.  Live without a net.  

The reason why is that the hurts are very big, and refuse to be silent, even though I give them wonderful toys and playgrounds to swing from.

If you are interested in following along, you may.  I caution you, though—the monsters in real life are sometimes much more harrowing than those of fiction.

Or not.  Sometimes one person’s monsters are another person’s fodder for eye-rolling and finger-pointing.

Either way, you’re welcome to come along.  Go follow this blog.  You’ll notice when the story starts.  I can’t commit to a day right now, but I probably will in the very near future.

Let us never speak of this again, on this blog.