Hide and seek...

I play hide and seek all the time. I am tired of hiding. I want to stop being afraid for people to see me for who I am. I have decided to step out from the shadows and show more of me.

This is me. Debbie. I like to read People and Us and Ok to see the latest gossip. I like to read trivia and nonsense. I read conspiracy sites. I get concerned for the future of our country and the people I love. I am interested in things on the edge--UFO's, paranormal, cryptozoology, etc. I like to look at things from a different angle. I like to know things. My husband likes to tease me about the fact that the things that interest and fascinate me are "chariots of the gods" stuff. So be it.

I love my puppy. I love my daughters. I very much love and adore my husband even when he does give me a hard time. It makes me a better person. Most of all I love my God.

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Anonymous said…
Hey!!Just a quick note to say I'm still here. I'm exhausted, it's been a rough week or 2. I keep checking to see if there is something new, and sometimes I write a few lines and end up eraseing for fear that I will write something stupid. I don't think you are hideing your self at all, you have been most real to me. I hope I can help someone else like you have helped me. There is a person I am thinking about already that I have been worried about for some time, who is greiving hard. I don't think I should hold back any longer. Talk to you soon! Reiden
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Anonymous said…
Thanks for sending me your blog address. I really like it. You write VERY well. I read back to December or so and was struck by how you seem to be thinking about/dealing with many of the same problems that I am, but you have found the words to address it all. I haven't gotten nearly that far. Definitely keep writing...it is very therapeutic for you and now me, too!
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