Damn you, juju!

A few years ago I decided to chronicle my personal situation in this public forum. I thought that an anonymous blog would serve as a cathartic release from my messy emotions. I also thought that it might one day serve as a testament to my messy reality, should things go really wrong.

I managed to peck out a few posts but stopped. Therapy, the pandemic, and various revelations all reigned me in from letting it all out.

I especially worried that spending my spare time writing about my misery - instead of pursuing more positive practices - would merely attract more misery.

I didn't want to blog my way to bad juju.

But despite shifting my creative attention to constructive projects over the the past few years, I've come to understand that there's no hiding from juju. Whether I blog about it or not, I'm still here, and still stuck. Still struggling to survive a toxically narcissistic relationship while battling the personal demons that trapped me here in the first place.

So let's get back to blogging about it. If nothing else, it might help me feel less alone. And if any of this resonates, I hope it will make you feel less alone too.

Fun fact: If you google "bad juju" this nifty item comes up, which pretty much sums up today's mood.