I'm not real happy with myself this morning. I know for some of you, misdemeanor vandalism is just the way you end the night, but I'm not really sure I want to be the guy in the middle of the street throwing bottles.
I'm trying to be more emotionally honest in my writing and with myself. That means digging into a bunch of shit that is painful and uncomfortable. A bunch of shit I've spent years running away from. And when you mix all that up and add whiskey, well bad things happen.
So why write about it? And why leave the original entry up? The old me wouldn't have. I would have deleted it and pretended that nothing happened. But if I'm going to be honest about who I am, then I have to be honest about all of it. I can't present the good and gloss over the bad. And so as much as I want to forget last night, if I'm ever going to fix all the parts of me that are broken I have to first acknowledge that yes, there are parts that are broken.
And now back to your regularly scheduled blog.
Posted by Ben Corman at 9:49 AM