I have worried people; for this I apologise.
This may not have been the best place to write the things I have written, but at the time it seemed like a safe place. This choice has been challenged - why did I not just write it down for myself at home. Why did I not just talk to my family.
Well writing it down just for myself means it is still there orbiting my head and the reality is still true only for me. As far as discussing it with family goes - how do you bring up this sort of thing, and with whom? There is no way to slip it into conversation, or to explain what it feels like that I'm reading from a different history. The communications I have now had with close family members indicate that it is something they want left in the past and not disclosed to anyone.
Anyway, I've contacted a place about talking this through privately. Silence isn't really an option.
Hopefully we'll be back to me talking inconsequential shit before you know it.