this is my catharsis, a sort and perge of thoughtfeelings. putting out there this new journey of mine. i walk as daughter, sister, niece, aunt, mother. i speak friend and girlfriend. fluent? no, not by a longshot. i'm learning fianceé, but that's a hard one. i don't think i have the accent right. next one will be wife. we'll see how i do with that one when the time comes, right? i heard it's a special blend of girlfriend and fianceé with a little mother tossed in for patience and endurance.

welcome into my head! don't know how long your stay will be. it may be brief, may be lengthy. maybe pleasant surprising boring. let me know. wait. don't. ignorance is bliss, right?! as i put thoughts to words to fingers to keys... a little shaky, bear with me... oh no! apprehension floods in... "hey!" the narcissist forces herself to the surface again. "look at me!! it's my turn! it's my turn!" (okay, we'll indulge her... for now) -jameri