The things we don’t say
Sometimes I stare at this blank page and I really know what I want to say. Other times I really don’t have a clue. There are times I know what I want to say but I am to scared to say it. I fear that I might not write it properly and it would be misunderstood. This might be one of those blogs. Let me say right away I am not depressed. I am not suicidal. I am not trying…
