I started blogging to purge and vent and it helped. I marked the really personal stuff as private and moved on. I have emailed a couple of bloggers to let them know that something they've written has touched me in some way.  Lovely people have commented on things that I've written but for the most part I keep my comments to myself. I lurk and read certain blogs for one reason or another. There are a couple that I read for what I call the "train wreck" factor. They are blogs that I really wish I could STOP reading but I just can't. They are these tastey bits of soap opera-esque fluff that suck me in like a California car chase. Don't get me wrong I can go back and read my first blogs with hands over my eyes at the angsty pain filled "waaaaah" fest I had happening and shudder, but they are what they are and so they can stay.  There are blog that make me roll my eyes and make that puking noise because of the obvious attention whoring. There are blogs that I read to follow the story that the person is telling me.

I have noticed with my own blogging that as time has passed and my angsty-ness has chilled that I sometimes have nothing to say and will drift away for a few days. Part of me thinks that is pretty natural for most bloggers. It seems to me that a lot of us start blogging so that we have some where to say the things that we can't say out loud.  When that need is fullfilled then we are able to move on.....sort of.  When I say that ,I mean if you are like me you are somewhat addicted to other peoples blogs and will come back to read.  Which is cathartic in and of it's self if for no other reason than as messed up as I am...............some of you have me beat hands down. A lot of you give me hope, you make me laugh, some of you make me cry and some of you make me want to throw things.........at  your heads. In the end I'm glad that your here. Just thought you should know.