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I’ve sat here trying to think of a good comment, but what really comes to mind is "ouch." I feel the pain in your entry. I think this is a rollercoaster that we (those who keep online diaries) all ride. We put our words, feelings and hearts out there for everyone to see and sometimes we feel more vulnerable and exposed.
~QE
I dont know what to say…
Firstly, let me say I am at present reading your diary backward, so this comment is being made AFTER the ones on the more recent entry.
I echo the "ouch" above 🙁 I too hear you.
Not sure what this is all about, none of my business…except to say I care. Believe it or not.
You are a Latin scholar and will recognize this as bastardized Latin ;), but here goes: Illigitimi non carborundant.
Like the Elf, I too have read my way back to this point. I am also very sorry for whatever some jerk left in a private comment. L-ord knows, I’ve been there! I know how it sours the taste for online journaling, I’m dealing with a case of the Diarist’s Disease just now myself. I’m hoping to get over it, too. I’m glad I finally decided to pop in and leave a comment to see if you were alright. Yeah, I’m slow. Sue me. Oops, there’s that attitude showing again.
Hugs,
~Cali