I’m not asking you to read this

You know, good things happen in my life. I just dont write about them here.

To read this, you’d think that my life is a hellhole.

Truth is, I only write here when I’m going through hell.

One simply cannot post how much one hates one’s job on Facebook when one is friends with all 6 of one’s office mates and another 6 coworkers from another office.

And if one must cater each post to an audience that knows one personally, one must be careful to not expect other people to solve one’s problems, not to expect other people to respond to one’s summons each time.

That is why people journal. I have three journals: one for travel, one for writing in when in front of the Blessed Sacrament, and this -for when no one must see what I am thinking.

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