I find it incredibly sad that the words of a complete stranger could bring you (Me) down so much. I am feeling very fragile this morning after last nights accusations.
I know full well that the words that i write on this blog are my own, i am sitting here writing them.
I know that.
But still to be accused of something is still wrong.
I pour my heart and soul into this little space, and to have that questioned by someone that doesn’t know my life, my history, my story.
I have cried this morning.
Cried because my safe haven has been compromised, and now i am uncertain and have reservations about my own abilities and even if my own thoughts can be picked apart what does that say about me.
Maybe i should just pack it all away in my heart where i know the nasty people cant get to.
This little world.
This little haven.
This little space..
Take time away..
Or perhaps i just close this space, and it becomes a memory of past memories.