My life is staring to look up. When I started this diary, I had a black hole inside me, and a storm of chaos where I had no void. Thanx to my friends, my Angel, and Open Diary, I am healing. I vent here, get honest feedback, keep annonymous, and can be more honest than I can be with most of my beloved.
The following is what I was (and still oft fall back on) in the beginning.
Born in 1972, stuck somewhere between 1982-1988. Living through the consequences of foolish teenage years. Bitter to the bone while trying to squeeze whatever joy I can outta' life. Working for a living and making peanuts compared to what I used when I didn't. Life was better when I did not care much about anybody but me.
My world is an arctic winter. It is long. It is cold. It is barren. It is dark. And I'll probably die alone. Wanna come and check it out? Not my first choice for a place to visit.
I have AOL, so I can communicate in AOL/ AIM chat. My AOL screename is WlHinks, if you eMail me there say your OD name in your SUBJECT and add 'from OpenDiary' or I'll delete before reading.
