The Nap That Lasted All Year

I'm starting to discover that I have a lot of things that I want to say, but for some reason they seem to be stuck in the thought process. I have written VERY sporadically in the past, and I have found it to be therapeutic. Eighteen months ago, I felt like my life was on a good path. But slowly the "Dead End" signs began to appear. It became obvious that I would have to choose a different path. For the last 12 months, I have experienced a variety of different feelings. I am beginning to realize that I've been hibernating, and it is finally time for me to wake up and get my life on this new path. I am embarking on a new journey, and I'd like to chronicle my experiences. Just so you know, I am NOT, repeat, NOT referring to marital problems. Most of you that know us will know what the issue is, because you've been dealing with it, too. I'm torn about whether or not to share this journal with the public. Part of me feels like this is private and just for my own healing process. But another part of me knows that when I have shared my past experiences, such as my struggle with depression or the ups and downs of raising an autistic child, others out there have benefitted from what I've had to say. To blog or not to blog; that is the question.