I started that account in June of 2008. Which means we had just moved from our cozy shack in Mendocino to a larger place in Fort Bragg. My youngest child was struggling emotionally and wreaking havoc most every day. Many, many mornings, I cried on the way to work. My father was a couple months away from his extreme descent, health-wise. My love's father was still among the living, holding his own here in Hawaii. This after feeling unwell for many months, which is why my love spent a month there in 2007, caring for him. I worked for the school district in Mendocino, at an Internet service provider which they owned and operated... Where I worked for the best boss I have ever had, to this day. The job itself was tolerable, though it never offered more than 25 hours per week... But the boss knew how to manage people with respect and efficiency. It took a lifetime of employment to have that sort of positive work environment.
Anyway, by the next year, some things began to change drastically. My father's health started declining rapidly. My partner's father died suddenly one night in November. That changed our perceived life path drastically, and here we are.
Regarding Twitter and Facebook, My outlook and views are now very different. I do not require the same level of hand holding and encouragement I used to crave from Internet "friends." Also, no longer do I believe that posting and retweeting items I find important will change anyone's mindset, much less the world. These last five or so years have solidified that belief. I find myself getting frustrated with humanity and the lack thereof far too much. Since blowing up my Facebook page in January, I've had no desire to reanimate there. I know it will be the same with Twitter, because it's become more tedious than fun.
My ongoing quest is to be here. Not hiding out in the internet ether. Every Twitter session equals weeds that aren't pulled, plants that aren't planted, and life not being truly lived. I get far too drawn into it--and that is an unhealthy thing. As for my blog, it stays. It's been around for more than 8 years, and unlike the other platforms, it's personal. I am not concerned by who reads or comments here. It's for me, and perhaps for my offspring to peruse one day when I am gone. My life and views have changed a great deal here on the blog as well, but this is more of a journal. And I need to write.
UPDATE: Account Deactivated!
