Making the switch....

I’m shunning the normal OC therapy formats (ie: pills washed down with a dry martini and the weekly sob session on some lightly qualified but covered-by-my-insurance shink’s couch) and writing a blog. Yes, I’m about 8 years behind the times. I’ve always been a late bloomer… Being my first official blog, I decided this blog should be about…writing blogs. True to my roots as a late bloomer, and due to my undying obsession with the show Mr. Belvedere, I’ve always kept a very thorough journal…hard copy with a pen and very, very shitty handwriting. For whatever reason, my thoughts seem to flow more freely when jiggled through my hand to pen and transferred to paper. I’m an old-fashioned late bloomer who’s found chicken pecking my various twisted internal struggles and diatribes onto a keyboard inefficient and impersonal. But after seeing dear friend after dear friend make the switch, I guess it’s my time too.
The main issue I have with blogging isn’t necessarily the restrictions caused by my limited typing capabilities or the technical disconnect perse. It’s more that blogs are intended, by design and by this damn thing called the internet, to be viewed by others. Yikes. People are going to read what’s going on…in my head?! That’s a frightening situation…for me and the poor sap who stumbled across the train wreck. Normally, I prefer to keep what’s going on in my head and heart under tight lock and key which is also then surrounded by moat and labyrinth. It’s a scary state of affairs inside this head of mine and I’ve chosen not to frighten the children. As some have possibly noted, I’m not too bad at expressing thoughts or opinions (regardless of how troubling it is for the recipient to hear…but they need to hear it and it might as well be from me….) when it comes to somebody else’s dilemma or poor taste of hair style. I’m good at handling and making recommendations of the struggles other people face, but the process I go through facing, analyzing and eventually dealing with my own can be a bit troubling and misunderstood. Do I really want to be judged on that? I’d much rather have somebody form an opinion about me based on appearance alone. Regardless of my valid (because I say they are) concerns, I’m still embarking on this journey of blogging. Don’t judge this late bloomer too harshly….