The best I can do on this blog is to give you my version of the truth. And sometimes in retrospect, the truth has a certain “truthiness” factor. When I am flailing about the worst day ever, or bemoaning some betrayal, or spelling out my day at work, objectivity is not always the goal.
This blog is not journalism. If you ask BC about me on any given day, he would probably describe me totally differently than I would describe myself. When I am feeling driven and successful, my boss might beg to disagree. When I have warm fuzzy family moments, they may be utterly forgettable to the other family members involved. And when my ex-fiance’ crushes me, I may not be blameless in his eyes.
But, the best I can hope to offer on this blog is the truth of my own perspective, myself as the center of my universe. Sometimes it spins out of control. Sometimes it is melodramatic. Sometimes it involves lots of bourbon. And sometimes it is funny, very, very funny.
That’s my life.