Follow Me Where I Go

Back in August of last year, I started a new blog.  I posted there a few times but then pretty much forgot about it because I lost track of things and could not seem to keep up with it.

Because of my newly found blogging spark, I’m trying again.  It’s entirely possible that once that one is fully up and going, I will permanently retire this one and see where the other one goes.  I can’t promise that all the posts over there won’t contain a lot of the same material that this one does.  But maybe if I rework some of my posts, they’ll come across less angry and more thought provoking.  Again, no promises as I AM angry but maybe there’s a way to tame things down a little?

I hope you all with follow me over there too and let me know what you think.

I have titled the blog “Becoming Elena”.  It seems to fit…and perhaps the reason that I can’t seem to blog coherently here anymore is because I truly am out of the adoption fog that I was born into.  I’ll always be Christina…but I’ll also always be Elena.

And so, dear readers and cherished friends, I give you “Becoming Elena”.

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Leap of Faith

Not sure if anyone remembers me blogging about the fallout with me and my best friend back in May of 2010 but at the time, it threw me into a tailspin.  I felt lost and abandoned and depressed...for months.  I hated that we'd both let things get so out of control and it hurt my heart deeply.

Last week I found her on FBook.  I vacillated between writing her or not writing...if I wrote her and she didn't respond, I'd be crushed...because even if she was to tell me to fuck off, at least then I'd really know that it was over and I could hopefully move on and stop thinking about her.

I ended up sending her a message on January 17th.  And then crossed my fingers.  And I waited...and waited...wishing for that red notification button to show up on my wall, telling me she'd written back.

It happened on Thursday.  She answered me.  And rather than telling me to fuck off, she told me that she'd missed me too.  Our friendship will never be the same...we both agree on that.  We have both changed tremendously since then.  I like to think I've gotten stronger as a person, and from the sounds of it, so has she.

We've made tentative plans to get together for a face to face meeting next weekend.  I'm nervous...but hopeful.

I've Been Waiting For You

Well, hello there!  I know you're probably confused about why I moved...I just needed a change.  I get antsy in one place for long.  All my old posts are here...as are all the comments...good and bad (lol). 

I hope that you'll continue to follow my journey to self awareness.  I get such joy out of blogging..even when it's about difficult topics.