Yesterday I said that I would describe the changes I was making to this blog.
There are none.
But this blog came incredibly close to being shut down; not mothballed as I have done before but ended …. for ever.
Why, then, is the blog still here?
Because I’m not strong enough to do so. This unreal world of blogs is a haven away from life as it is, should be. I can make little, or no, progress in real life whilst the unreal is so powerful.
Closure would have been a powerful statement of my intent to move forward in my life - or so I would like to think. More likely, though, is that it was a message from the overbearing power of depression that nothing has value.
I write not for sympathy nor for disdain but to describe how and where I am.
In case any are worried, death of this blog is the only death under consideration.
Underneath my weakness is a strength that has seen me stumble through years of difficulties. I am not about to stop stumbling now.
The blog’s survival is still very much in the balance and I cannot know what will happen in other todays.