Anita's Sane

When you get involved with someone, and you internalize and analyze and try to understand their ticks, words, mannerisms, unspoken words, etc., like I often do, sometimes words don't come out right in speech. So I try to say them through other means - poetry, emails, love letters, raunchy texts, etc. Since it's been a year, you can imagine I've accumulated about a whole year's worth of material. Some I still have. Some were displayed on this blog for everyone to feed on. And some were just deleted, and I so wish I could find them. Sent to the Sender and Sender probably doesn't have them either. But the sweet ones, the truly memorable ones deserved to be savored. 

I've taken some time to think a lot over the past what 10 days. And after a lot of hibernation and self examination, I've decided to delete as much as possible all the Negro updates on this blog. There might still exist some Negro references here and there (I understand I cannot delete him entirely, he occupied me for 12 months straight). I also am aware I can't completely hit a button and delete the entire experience (or ordeal, depending on how you look at it). However, the posts that primarily deal with him and our crazy "involvement" will have to be taken down, I'm afraid. 

I just want this space to be a happy space, a positive space, filled with growth, little display of anger and resentment but at least show some growth. That includes sanitizing it, clearing the aura, starting afresh. This is the first step towards that. 

So yes, Anita's Sane.