Writing this sort of blog is such a dual experience, because I feel so healed when I find my own truth in other people's words, but I have to make sure that when the opposite occurs, when another's truth is not my own, that I don't abandon my truth, or feel as if I have no right to put it out there because it may offend, disappoint or leave others thinking less of me. Many of us here think so little of ourselves already, our membranes are so permeable, it's part of why we write, to find the edges, to color ourselves in. I think those of us engaged in this endeavor are writing ourselves into being in some sense, we are trying so hard to impose order within the tornado of emotion, the dark fearful thoughts and dangerous incandescent love that have their way with us daily. And we need to be careful, even as we pour our secret selves into the arms of the universe, that we allow our hard won truths to stand without being judged, at least by us. And perhaps also by each other.