The Long Absence

Four years. It’s been four years since I’ve written on this blog. I’ve still been writing, still dealing with life’s challenges as they present themselves, but most of my writing has been restricted to work projects or personal journals never meant for eyes other than my own, and even I don’t peruse the thoughts of yesterday as frequently as I should.

A LOT has happened in four years. I did not take my first father’s day alone very well and found myself at my first inpatient mental health treatment facility. I’ve always struggled with my mental health, but this is the first time I actually did something about it. I’m sure that’s played a factor in my long absence here, as it’s been difficult finding time to write on top of life’s ever accumulating responsibilities.

Honestly I can’t sum up the past four years in a single post. That’s kind of the whole reason I wanted to revive my blog and start organizing my thoughts somewhere other than my journal pile. From my own mental health journey to raising a daughter with multiple mental health diagnoses, I have lots of thoughts on the topic that I would love to share. Perhaps they will make someone out there feel a little less alone in their own journey.

While mental health is important to me and a large part of why I wanted to resume blogging, I want the freedom to write about whatever interests me too, whether it be one of my many creative interests or the struggles of making art as a full time working mother with limited time to tackle an endless to-do list. I want this to be the home for writing outside my morning pages, a place where I can write freely about whatever topic comes to mind with a little more restraint than I see when writing for myself.

It’s time to start writing more again, words that other people can read. Here’s to finishing the year strong with a renewed sense of writing purpose now that I have a real home for my words to live.