Life is an open book

I've mentioned in the past how I've found that writing things down seems to help me, in a way that is quite hard to explain really, so I won't try and explain it you'll just have to take my word that it really does. I guess though, that I don't get enough opportunities to really talk my feelings through with anyone in person, but it seems that talking to myself is better than nothing, which is why I started this blog really; for the cathartic effect of getting one's inner feelings "out". Once I start, sometimes I could probably ramble on all day, thinking out loud as it were, and my early bloggings may have been verging on that. Since then I've received comments in various forms which made me realise that I'm not just talking to myself. I've always been a humble person, sometimes painfully so, and never expect anyone to take any notice of me. This is all part of my psychological make-up and may have led to me finding other ways to express myself. When I used to play keyboards in bands I expected people's ears to prick up, and I have to say that they usually did. I play better than I talk. Music is an emotional language, and it will always be a big part of me though I no longer feel the need to perform on stage, but there's several blog's worth of material there and I'm digressing. Where was I...? Oh yes, comments on my blog: Last night someone sent me a message having just read some of it (and you know who you are); it may well be the most touching thing anyone has ever said to me; a genuine, eloquently put comment, which I took as a great compliment. My blog gets closer to the inner me than anyone has ever seen before, and if it touches anyone in a positive way then I'm flattered, slightly amazed, warmly comforted and lots of other adjectives, including happy. Thank you so, so much for your comments everyone, I'll try not to ramble on so much in future.

For me, this site is all about support and encouragement, and I still need that even though there is a new Lucy in town, stronger than ever before. I still have difficulties; this week has been hell at work, my physical and personal problems are constantly grinding away, I still have a lot to sort out in coming to terms with my life and how to go about living it, but I also have support and encouragement to give; we are a sisterhood, and we can help each other. Hopefully along the way we can have some fun too. Speaking of which, I've booked the makeover at Pandora's, they were really nice and said we should bring our outfits for the evening to change into, so they can make sure we look like a million dollars. Last night Emma and I were competing to see who was the ugliest in drab (me Emma, me), but not seriously, for we both know that it's inner beauty that matters. Hopefully Pandora will be able to help with the outer bits. Some girly pampering? Yes please - sounds like fun to me!