In the late 90's and early 2000's, Live Journal was the place to be if you were writing.  It was some of the only social media we used, and I had a journal I regularly updated with insights, dreams, failures, feelings, and the hidden documentation of youth.  I was only 19 when I started that blog, and I had a wonderful habit of keeping it regularly updated.

Twenty years later, I sit at a similar laptop, typing my thoughts into a digital space, but the habit was long lost.  It's time to refresh it.

Everything I've been struggling to build for the past three years is coming into view.  My goals are moving from dreams to realities- and it's the first time in my life that I feel like I have some kind of control over my destiny.  I know that part of this is due to finally getting proper support for my autistic brain.  I know that part of this is due to my escape from a lifetime of abuse.  Trauma recovery meant learning to allow myself to succeed.  It took me six solid years of weekly trauma therapy to get to where I am today, and I'm excited to be right here, right now, in this moment with you.

So what happens now?  Well, that depends on my ability to apply myself to writing updates.  I want to bring you into the journey with full transparency so we can build this space how we want to see it together.  That means I'll have to start sharing more personally again, and I'm both nervous and excited at the prospect.  I may decide to place the posts behind a filter, requiring people to log in to an account with my site to read them, but I dislike the layer of separation that creates.  I just need to be brave enough to share my story, my journey, and my process with all of you.

Let's see how brave we can be together.