I am not a lesbian. I struggle with a lack of feelings for or interest in the opposite gender.
I am not codependent. I struggle with codependency.
I am not forgetful air-headed ditzy oblivious or light-minded. I have a lot on my mind and struggle keeping organized and I struggle with forgetfulness.
I'm not lazy. I struggle with a lack of confidence in myself and others.
This could be a blog about same gender attraction. Or about codependency. Or about 12 steps. Or about losing a mother to mental illness or about sexual addiction or about regularly locking keys in one's car or anxiety or depression.
I want to be clear with myself, with God, and others. Mostly myself right now.
I am a person. I am a child a God. I am a temporarily fallen divine being saved eternally by grace according to my works.
This is no longer an addiction blog. This is a blog about overcoming the natural man through the Atonement of Jesus Christ, and what that looks like for me. I will pretty much be sharing the same stuff. When I share. If I share.
I'm also on this new kick of avoiding things I feel like I "should" do (it's kind of a problem). I will only blog when I want to. Which could be months between posts.
I may or may not read your blog. I may or may not comment.
I have no expectation for you to read my blog or comment.
Of course, comments are welcome - I'm just killing the expectation. I hate expectations. Hate them. I struggle with them, and they make me miserable.
I have no intentions of blogging for anyone else, nor do I expect anyone else to blog for me.
Haha... yeah... I know. I'm being defensive due to imagined opposition imposed by the adversary. I obviously have been stirring several lots of many issues around my brain concerning blogging. I love blogging and it's been a great outlet for me. I've also learned a whole lot from others. But in my mind, I feel extremely . . . what's a good word . . . unsettled? About it. I feel I've been pigeon holed as SOMETHING and I hate it. Because I'm not a sex addict or codependent or anything else, and I don't care to blog from the idea that I am. I realize that others may not read my blog thinking "this is a sex addict blog" and I realize that idea and fear has been imposed by myself and I'm keeping myself from
Bed time. Good night.
I think examining our motivations for engaging in any type of social media is so important, so awesome job! I have to do that myself too all the time. Also, I love the distinction that you make. I do that as well. I attend a general addiction meeting where a lot of people say, "Hi, my name is _______ and I'm an addict." People can choose what they want to say, and I respect that. But for me, I try hard to keep that separate. Because I am in recovery from addictions, but they don't define me. I am not bipolar, I HAVE bipolar, it doesn't define me. I have blonde hair, I am not blonde hair lol. I am a child of God and I'm working on my weaknesses and I'm ok with that definition of me :) Good luck to you in figuring out what you want and need from this space. Love you lady! So happy to read a post from you :)
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