It is odd that I believe I have nothing to say, because I know that the words I have are enough to fill an entire library. I think it is just the process of beginning. Where would I begin in this explanation of my life, of who I have become and the conditions that brought me to where I am? How could I possibly begin to reconstruct that reality, those chain of events that have so significantly changed my core understanding of life, love, and all that fits in between? I am committed to this process, although it may take months, maybe even years to get it all out there, to come to some semblance of understanding and acceptance of all that has happened to me in the last six months. I may, at times, delve into the past, and try to re-work my understanding of some things, but I hope to spend as much of my time in the present and future, and move on from there. That is all for now, I am off to eat cupcakes!