Jumbled Up Mass of Personal Shit

I haven't been around much lately, I'm certain all 3 of you out there have been struggling with the disappointment and for that I apologize.

When family shit raises it's ugly head I find it difficult to focus or even consider the light hearted fair I usually serve up here at The Treehouse. I've thought about writing of my dysfunctional past, if only to find a place to pour out my frustrations and maybe receive some feedback that I'm 'Doing the right thing' but I've never been much of a subscriber to the 'Poor Me' blogs, which serve up heaping steaming piles of emotional angst.

So, I'll pound a few more pillows, cry a few more tears, continue to control my emotions through constructive means like exercise and critical thinking, instead of stuffing my face full of a pint of Ben & Jerry's finest. Then before I know it, I'll have a nice thick scab over this festering wound which every now and again get's torn open.