The Last One

Hello to anyone who actually reads this. As the title suggests, this is my last blog entry. From this point on, I'll probably only look back to remember anything I feel like in later years. This blog was created for me to vent and share my road to recovery while I dealt with moving on from Alyssa, which it has done quite sucessfully for the most part. However, with advice from a friend working in administrations, I've been advised to be careful of what I post. A lot of what I'd like to post doesn't fall into the category of something that a potential employer should see about me. So what good is a forum to share on if I can't share honestly?

I'd like to post my story from beginning to end, straight up with no bullshit, but lots of it falls into that category of what shouldn't be posted online. SO I'm going to take the tough, scary way out instead of the chicken way. IF you want to know my whole life story, straight up with no bull, email me or facebook me. k1quizzer@hotmail.com is my main email address. Here's the warning: I've lived a very full, very colorful life I suppose is how to say it. My story will most likely change what you think about me and if everyone were to hear/read it, most would never speak to me again. It is straight up rated R, which stands for two things. Restricted, as it contains sexual immorality, mature subject matter, and extreme situations. However, it also stands for Redeemed. God has bought me at a price no matter my failures and short shiftings, and my life has value to Him (which is really hard to wrap your head around). I am not where I should be, but many are the witnesses, that by the grace of God, I am now where I used to be." I've never told this full story ever to anyone, so you'll forgive me if I send a written copy instead of telling it in person.

Finally, thank you to all of my friends who have supported me and loved me and treated me like family. I'd like to single out people and get into specifics, but I don't have time or space to list them all (plus I'd leave out too many people). I love you all and I'm sorry to hide my life from you. Thank you for sharing yours with me. I continue to emplore you to call me out if I need it. Especially with my addictions, call me on it. If I'm being a jerk, call me on it. If I'm swearing, call me on it. If I'm unreasonably suicidal, call me on it. Whatever it is, call me on it. I might very well get pissed off, but call me on it anyway. Either do it to piss me off or do it because you love me enough to make me angry.

Thank you for being a part of my life and for taking the time to read my blog. I love you all. If there's anything you can learn from my blogging experience, let it be this: God always loves and there is always hope. God bless you, every one.