No longer the secret keeper
Four years ago I spoke to a complete stranger for the first time about some very upsetting events in my family history. This person told me how this situation would always affect me, because I would always be the secret keeper.
Today, amidst fits of giggles about my consumer-rights-ness, I admitted to my extremely patient and gorgeous taller half that I had attempted to begin a blog. I am no longer the secret keeper.
Ahhhhh, seriously, this blog is to come back to life! I have some stories, some weird people to write about, and some truths to tell (albeit anonymously). A tv researcher contacted me through this blog asking for me to be part of a forthcoming documentary about complainers… sorry, not my thing. For starters, I think there are people far worse than me, and anyway, ranting is not the same as complaining.
Today, amidst fits of giggles about my consumer-rights-ness, I admitted to my extremely patient and gorgeous taller half that I had attempted to begin a blog. I am no longer the secret keeper.
Ahhhhh, seriously, this blog is to come back to life! I have some stories, some weird people to write about, and some truths to tell (albeit anonymously). A tv researcher contacted me through this blog asking for me to be part of a forthcoming documentary about complainers… sorry, not my thing. For starters, I think there are people far worse than me, and anyway, ranting is not the same as complaining.
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