But in the middle of all that chaos, I've been missing something. The blog that's my friend. The blog I can pour my heart out to, have a rant to, and try and make sense through. Not about every little thing (don't get worried), but about some of the stuff that it might help to share. Help me, and help other people who might struggle with the same things. It's not designed to be 'successful' in any way other than to help me, and maybe help someone else.
Remember when you were a kid and you wrote in your diary? When you had all those jumbled feelings about stuff that you need to splurge onto a page? Turns out it doesn't change. Even as an adult, most of us still need that. It's cathartic, a way of organising your thoughts and feelings and putting them in some semblance of order that makes them possible to deal with.
So, Mrs Manning's Musings is back. Don't expect loads of posts, and don't expect a particular subject matter. I don't even know if anyone will read it. Ask a load of bloggers why they blog and a lot will say it's a bit of self-therapy and I guess that's what this is for me. Life is busy, and confusing, and scary, no matter how old you are, and sometimes it's handy to have somewhere to go. This is mine. My little space of the internet where I can say how I feel and what I think. And who knows, someone out there might agree, or be feeling or thinking the same.
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