Sexual Deviant Escaping Suburbia

Welcome to my crumbling world!

It was this or dying, so you know... I figured this was worth a try.

I have always been a "free spirit". That urge to just up and run was always there. I'm sure being a child of abuse did not help that particular urge. But that's a normal daydream that so many of us have. We are all told to ignore that little voice in the back of our heads. Behave, settle down, and enjoy the backup plan. When did we stop running after dreams?

Do you remember that moment when you were a kid and something just clicked? Sports, art, singing. You run up to your parents and confidently tell them you want to go professional and they just nod and smile in that placating way. Well, I'm in my 30's and I did everything the way I was supposed to. The house, the husband, the career, and I'm miserable.

Living My Daydream

I've always wanted to travel full-time in my RV. I kept telling myself once I get that promotion, after this holiday. But shockingly the 'right time" never showed up. So I've decided it's now or never. A few months ago I hit bottom. I couldn't suffer in silence anymore. Everything in my life had finally reached the boiling point and I couldn't take it. So I decided before doing something permanent I should try to live. The only thing I had to lose was the life I wanted to forfeit.

Public Therapy for One

My therapist recommended journaling to help me process my thoughts. I mean I just have to answer a few questions about myself;

What do I want in life?

Who am I?

What makes me happy?

Nothing too monumental. However regular journaling in my ADHD world became more like irregular journaling. So we're going old school and using the buddy system. That's where you come into all of this. I process my world crumbling, past trauma, and my self-discovery for all of you to read.

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