Welcome . . . As a young girl I wrote a diary. Like in the movies, I cut a hole in the pages of a book and hid it inside. I was mortified when my sister found it years later. It was all about my obsession with David.
David was part of my love addiction. It launched my career so I don't resent it anymore. As I go along I will be telling you the story in bits and pieces.
On November 7, 1982 I joined a twelve-step program and starting keeping a journal. I typed my thoughts on the computer and printed them out. Right now they are in storage. I hope to use some donations to have them scanned so I can post them.
People read differently. Some people need continuity. I know I do. Others can appreciate isolated thoughts. Eventually both audiences will be accommodated as this is a work in progress and at some point I will take the data and organize it into a seamless story of who I am, what has happened to me, and how I think about myself and the world I live in it.
People project on to me so you will either love this or hate it. But give it a try.