My very first blog ever

Today is purge time. I am feeling very anti me at the moment, and writing is therapeutic. My mother is going gaga, and I am so angry with her and myself just for everything.

Today I came to the conclusion that the only one stopping me from getting what I want in my life is me. I know I am strong, powerful, enterprising, adaptable, intelligent, funny, responsible, and dependable, yet I stubbornly refuse to do the stuff that I know will get me what I most want in life.

And that really gives me the shits (does this blogger allow swearing? we will see…) I am so angry with myself at the moment that I am standing in my own way! Why am I doing this when I know I am so capable, and fully able to do whatever I want to do, to give me the dream life I deserve!

Part of it is that I am really angry at mum. Angry that she didn’t look after me in the way I wanted her to. Angry that she outlived dad. Angry that she now doesn’t even know who I am and thinks I am the maid from her childhood. Angry that she never really wanted anything for herself and passed on that attitude of struggle and servitude to me, so I have to fight it every day of my life, knowing I can have better.

Purge must be complete for now, I can’t think of anything else to dump at the moment. It remains to be seen what this triggers.