Hey, what's JC doing these days? Anyone know? It's so hard being a stalker when you're lazy.
*manyhugs* to those folks brave enough to speak up about their painful pasts. I'll tell ya, I know a LOT of my issues with isolation come from my last bf, whom I finally left when the knife hit the wall next to my head on New Year's Eve of the millenium. On that day a new me was born, y'all. And let me just say to all of you who've been damaged in some way like that: it's not your fault. No matter what you think you should have done or could have done at the time, or before, or after: not your fault. So ease up on yourselves a bit, if you can, because you're here now, and isn't that a miracle of the holy right there? Yes.
Off to the Beach, this afternoon. And when I come back, maybe a little writing.