Blurting

Sometimes, when I re-read posts like the last three, I think that I should not be allowed near a computer while I am depressed or angry.

If I didn't, however, I'd be letting those thoughts fester in my head. Blogging, then, is rather like lancing a boil; it can be disgusting, but the alternative is worse.

This is also part of the reason why having comments enabled is so important to me. I figure things out by trial and error, including ideas and attitudes, so the comments help me figure out just what it is that I think and feel. Cheap therapy!

I am terribly grateful that my readers not only put up with these lancings, but offer graceful commentary and salve for the wound of the day. I can only hope that others are learning from my pain and benefiting from others' comfort; I don't know how to repay that support and sympathy otherwise.