less is more.

Less is more.

That’s the adage.  The rule.  The deal.  The jig.  The way it’s supposed to work…
So they say.  I’m going to try to blog more, which means I may say less and somehow that is all going to even out…or something like that.

Just now, I tried to Google a quote for the state I live in to prove that I’m not the only one who finds it desolate and without resources- outside of the ones you find in the ground that is…but I couldn’t.  I guess all of the people who live here, most of which would agree with me, don’t have anything published- and come to think of it, most of us just say,
“It’s Wyoming.”
and that usually sums it up.  I bring this up because I have spent the day looking for codependency and adult survivors of child abuse support groups, to barely, and mostly no avail.  There’s a codependency one is Sheridan on Tuesday nights and by Wyoming standards, that’s close at 104 miles away, one direction.  Still- it’s a bit much.  I’m not surprised really…Not a whole lot of people running around saying, “I’ve got a problem, and it’s me!” in my neck of the woods.  Did that sound mean?  Judgemental?  Well, you should live here then.  The closest anything, and it wasn’t for the two things I was looking for, are in Cheyenne.  That’s technically Colorado for those of us from here, so it doesn’t count.

So here I am…on my blog.  Barely able to keep it together and offering nothing of any help to anyone, save myself, and I’m somehow ok with that…Falling apart means that at some point I will come back together again, better.  I’m thankful for that.  It didn’t used to be that way.  I’m thankful that I can fall apart here- even though I feel guilty for it…like somehow we should all fall apart alone.  I’ve tried that.  What a disaster.

What I want you to know is that it’s true, and I believe it with my whole heart, that the rebuild really does lie within the wreck…that somewhere in this mess is a beautiful force waiting to be unleashed…that I want to be authentic so that I can authentically help others.  The best seller is in here.  The one of a kind website that elicits others to fill their own cup- it’s in here.  The woman who can stand on her own- kneeling on the ground right now, but in here.  I want you to know that I know what it’s like to be the disaster…and I want to show you that it’s a process…a worthwhile process, that I can’t do alone.

It’s going to be great.  Right?


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