Unpacking the Samsonite....

Here's a collage of what I've been doing the past few years.....

and I guess last week I just snapped. They say it always gets worse before it gets better. I lost my mind and did some stupid things, but I took a week to get my head together and decided it was time to unpack. I got on the train, went to the baggage car, found all the baggage I've been toting around, opened the door and began dumping out my luggage. (metaphorically, of course, I didn't really go on a train ride this week.)

So to those along the way, I made carry my baggage... I am sorry. I decided it wasn't worth carrying anymore and it has since been disposed of.

The end result? That remains to be seen. Perhaps those who were caught in the storm of my swirling suitcases will understand, and realize that I am better for it, and hopefully they will give me a chance to get to know the me without all the baggage. I'm still getting to know that person, she was lost for some time, but she's always been there, buried under the weight of all things regret, insecure, and depressed.