FIRST - Author's Note:
In this lifetime, I have promised more than several people that I would write this book. I promised some in hope, some in fear and some in reason. Those promises were considerably safer when I was using a typewriter to store my words.
I wrote this book first, years ago, a quest for the truth in one relationship. This same book, I wrote more, asking myself what I had learned. I wrote it larger, a third time too. It became a book I really did refer to as "My Psychosis Excused". By the time I deemed it enough, I had even subtitled it, "My Fully Minded, Psycholocally Spiritual Juxtaposition of the Me, Myself and We, PhD". I was not as amused as that might read.
In this lifetime, I have promised more than several people that I would write this book. I promised some in hope, some in fear and some in reason. Those promises were considerably safer when I was using a typewriter to store my words.
I wrote this book first, years ago, a quest for the truth in one relationship. This same book, I wrote more, asking myself what I had learned. I wrote it larger, a third time too. It became a book I really did refer to as "My Psychosis Excused". By the time I deemed it enough, I had even subtitled it, "My Fully Minded, Psycholocally Spiritual Juxtaposition of the Me, Myself and We, PhD". I was not as amused as that might read.
In complete and utter frustration, I tried to cut myself out of my own book. I deleted the first epic and anything else I didn't want anyone to read from the second and third additions. I sat, at a loss for words, staring at the invisible loss of one hundred twenty thousand of mine.
I stared long and hard at that word count. I stared until I really did see the irony of my life. The insight I had written to understand was within my sight. Paragraphs - 366. I numbered
months, I numbered days and then I read them. What I learned was more a relief than it should have been -- the Truth has never been about me even when it is.
I never promised I would publish this book, I couldn't promise that. I never really believed I would rely solely on myself for the decision to see my words published. Live and learn,
Everything is a leap of faith --
Janet
I stared long and hard at that word count. I stared until I really did see the irony of my life. The insight I had written to understand was within my sight. Paragraphs - 366. I numbered
months, I numbered days and then I read them. What I learned was more a relief than it should have been -- the Truth has never been about me even when it is.
I never promised I would publish this book, I couldn't promise that. I never really believed I would rely solely on myself for the decision to see my words published. Live and learn,
Everything is a leap of faith --
Janet
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