Okay, fine. I have tried to write this post about five or six times now and each time it's a no go. So fuck it, I'm going to say what I mean and post it already.
I've been doing a lot of soul searching, and I have decided not to stop blogging after all. I know, I know - could I be any more of an attention whore? One thing worth noting, though: this blog as it has been written for however long is done. I honestly just can't do the blogging-as-journal/blogging-as-therapy anymore. I've put so much work and time and energy into doing that and it's just not bringing me much happiness.
I've decided to experiment with making this blog into a virtual/digital scrapbook of sorts. I plan on sharing snippets of my life and other things but the bulk of my emotional landscape will go back into journaling and poetry. These are two forms of writing that I have really let go of in the past 5+ years (since I met Roy), and both are something I always meant to get back to. Both of those have an authenticity to them that (for me) blogging doesn't.
I'm not sure what else to say about this. Of course, I could offer paragraphs upon paragraphs of self-analysis and personal history and all that other annoying stuff I like to do, but instead I'll just say that I'm glad that I made this decision, it feels like the right one, and I look forward to continuing my blogging adventure with all of you.