(Originally posted as a private entry for my eyes only)

12:07a - The only entry for probably a long long time 
I'm  over her. I'm not placing blame on either of us anymore. I've beaten the whole thing (and myself...maybe needlessly) to the point of decapitation. I don't care about the why's and the how's anymore. It's over. It will never be. If it didn't end so badly now, it would have ended ten times worse later.

I know this now. 

I don't want to journal anymore. I don't want to bare my soul and cry to whoever might just walk on by. There was a long stretch of my life, my "formative years, growing into a man...blah blah blah"...the time up to and including Katrina...where journaling has helped me grow...gave me a place to think and share what insight i had on the world.

That time is over. I leave the journal behind and enter a new stage of my life...a new method of evolving into the person I want to be...by doing it...not thinking it, not rereading it and reminiscing, not analyzing it and trying to decide where i went wrong when the only thing left to do that's right is let it be and go on.

There are a myriad of other reasons for all of this. I keep those thoughts to myself.

I've backed up everything and will always have it for a reference to these last several years...but they will no longer be accessible unless knows the file structure well and is a good url hack. 
 

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