...and it's an odd bittersweet feeling to come back and nose back around the public boards- good to see the site and members still caring and supportive and going strong, yet a bit sad to not see some faces (avatars?) that I'd come to get to know the last time i was on here regularly. Surprise, surprise- things change, apparently, heh... still wrestling w/ my resistance to change, yep. As for me, life is still bumpy, but recovery continues, in all its rollercoaster-y glory. My life's path has led me to a point today where i can believe in myself, where i can truthfully say, " i will neither deny, nor be defined by, the reality of what was done to me." And that's not a bad place to be today. Every tomorrow will bring more clarity and strength, as long as i'm commited to making recovery a priority... most importantly, I KNOW I'M NOT ALONE. Thanks to all here who've been there for me grin

Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.

-William Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act IV, Sc. III