Taking a Break

A week ago, I was done blogging for the rest of my life. I decided to continue after considering the work I put into speaking my authentic voice over the last year. But since then, I'm slogging through mud to post my thoughts. Rebuttals are on replay in my head whenever I try to write. I'm too tired to stave off negativity, naysayers, and phrases on repeat said by people who still have too much weight on my care-o-meter.

I'm far too tempted to simply reprint the words of people more courageous than I. Who needs another blog post of a quote you can pull up on google? I'm in such a complete undoing and remaking stage that I often know what I want to say but only in raw form. I'd make a heck of a lot more enemies if I blasted those babies out.

I don't want to feel like everything I post is in defense of myself or a fight to live vibrantly or freely in the face of pain or misunderstanding. I don't want to ignore the beauty or pain. But I have no idea how to write about my life without making someone feel misrepresented and I can't handle that right now. I'm tired of my words being misconstrued and turned against me. I know that's the plight of a writer. I can't control what my readers think or do with my words and I'm not trying to. I simply don't have the emotional strength for that right now. Someday I will and that is when I will post again.

I was sincere when I said I'm not trying to share drama simply to get more readers. So I'm taking a break. I'm going to give my readers and acquaintances a chance to step out of my personal life for awhile. And I'm crawling in a hole to hide. All I can picture right now is the Penguins of Madagascar. 

THANK YOU to all who have checked in on the view from the window of my soul somewhat regularly over the last year. Thank you for your loving and gracious comments and for valuing the view from here. I deeply appreciate you.