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Hi, This is my first blog post ever. I've done plenty of foruming but never a monologue of my choice and, to be honest, the freedom is a bit scary and very exhilarating. Writing is a joy and a heady mix of risk, the unknown, self actualization and personal treasure hunting. What can I bring up and bring out from the depths of my murky psyche? There is so much, swirling around, inside of me. Some flotsam and jetsom floating on the surface that's picked up and converted into thoughts and words, and a kaleidoscope of undercurrents and streams of thought and awareness, just under the surface. What do I even want to say? To write? To share with one and all?

Honestly? There is just SO MUCH to choose from, it's almost overwhelming. Maybe I'll start by just telling you all a little bit about myself. I'm a woman. I'm a mother, of MANY children. Which is unusual, I think, these days. I'm a bit of a "retarded genius" . I hope that word is taken in the spirit of good humour. It fits me. I have been a mum since I was seventeen. I had a very "diverse" and chaotic childhood. Frightening, rural, for the most part, and nomadic. I want to share lots of what I've learnt along the way. Personal wisdoms, parenting gems, maybe even keto recipes and my quest for increased health and peace of mind. The experiences of being my Aspie self and my journey of seeking for outside validation and recognition, diagnosis and coming to terms. My experiences of recovering and managing PTSD. My struggles being someone with an IQ in the middle one hundred and forties and reconciling it with limited social capacity (now) and how living in a small and VERY rough tiny town and how I unfold my smarts and balance it with my contracted social life. I used to be a little bit, nearly famous, as a performing musical artist and now, I rarely leave my house.
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