Well hello there WebTraveller!
I understand it’s been a while since I have had something to write here, trust me there more than a few drafts in the works. However I have made a recent discovery about myself. What is that? Well feeling like I have been left behind. Like my life has been on pause or “frozen” if you will. Have to love that song by Madonna.
However I feel that yes it’s dark days and light days for me, I truly enjoy writing my experiences about what’s happened in my life in the wake of some unfortunate events. It feels good to at times get it out, get it off my chest. The extent of what I truly have absorbed over the course of my life is something even I didn’t see happen. Pieces are making themselves known little by little. My world is truly changing. I can think back at the many posts that I have done. Conversations with people and how even as little as this space is, has helped some people. That is my goal. To help others, maybe something I have lived can be related to to help someone else in some way.
So what’s with the title of the post, just as it states I decided last week that the guy I was looking at in the mirror was someone who developed after loosing my dad. What is didn’t realize until last week was the “silent” constant reminder of when I looked in the mirror I wasn’t seeing me. I was seeing him and well not to be disrespectful, that’s not what I want to see in the mirror. So I decided it was time to “return” to my roots. To bring the “me” back that I am familiar with. Shortly after losing him I decided to grow a goatee and even tho he never had that (that I can remember) I said to myself it’s to much, the subconscious was constantly being reminded and “freezing” me in time. Since shaving it off I have been feeling a lot better. To think a simple change like that. So here’s comes the “before” picture.
So as you can see the emotion was already building up because I knew it was time for a change. The shaking the began to over come me. This is something I knew I had to get the courage up to do myself. And well … are you ready for the “after” careful now, it’s a shocker!
Talk about a night and day! Simple right? Not always. I understand what it is like and how difficult somethjngs are. So there you have it “a transition” and return to my roots. Also the past 2.5 weeks I also decided to get off my ass and start moving some more. Been on my bicycle to burn some calories and going for walks. It’s hot out there gotta stay hydrated.
Now for the second part of the title. “Site transition” and this is for the folks reading this from me posting the clip on social media. I want to control what I say. For so long others had an impact (which NOW I aware of) on what was said or not said. Welp no more. Don’t think this will be an all out whatever. My goal is to put things aware that I had a different “perspective” on (man that word can get you in trouble) as I have said I have the right to my feelings, I have the right to be heard. I have the right to be human.
Wasn’t there a phrase that was said about one of the only wives tales that was said . Watch out for the quiet ones? So welcome to my life and my experiences everyone. Let’s consider this at this point a “living diary,” or as I stated on social media my “onlyfans” page.
I’ll be posting again real soon, thanks for reading and I hope someone out in the world finds a benefit at somepoint.
Until next time….. -Phil