I'd completely forgotten about my DA account, I'm oddly pleased to see it' still here.
It's been 4 years, my goodness. And how much as changed in those years. The photos I had here (I've deleted most of them now), gave me a shock.... Ghosts of the past. Most of them unwanted ones. Subjects such as my ex-partner....Gosh, that was a shock to see him. Even a photograph has the power to frighten me still. Even after 4 years, I'm still afraid. But 4 years later, I'm also pulling through. Changed towns, changed jobs, interests, friends, so many, many things. The negative chains of my past still have the power to wound me. Even now, I wonder if there was really any point. Or is indeed any point. The scars still stretch across my skin, a reminder of him, a reminder of the other horrors I've been too afraid to speak of to anyone. And yet, they're reminders to keep on going.
But I still wonder if it was my fault.

Right, enough of my angst, on with something more positive.
I'll let you know when I get to that point.