I me mine

This journal is for me. I've got lots of freinds across the blogosphere, but there are so many stories from my life that I have not told because of fear, because the current incarnation of me- the shy, quiet housewife and mother- is nothing like the drug-addict, severely disturbed whore that I have been in the past, and probably still am, underneath the facáde.

But it's time for me to stop being afraid of telling these stories. I can be anonymous. No one ever had to know. It's just between you, dear reader, and me.