people are smarter than I give them credit for. apparently it is quite easy to link this blog back to me, and the other totally public soul baring one.

it's easy enough to concern those that love and care about me. which sucks.

i'm not suicidal anymore, haven't been in the last 13 or so years. you don't have to worry about me. the crazy likes to take over sometimes, it's beyond my control. but I have things sorted out for the most part. life vacillates between miserable to ecstatic in the blink of an eye.

such is life.


my anonymity was brief, though refreshing while it lasted. i suppose I could always make another livejournal account and lock it, keeping my secrets and fear and insecurities safely hidden within, but the exhibitionist in me disallows it.