So who am I and what's the purpose of this blog, anyway?

To be honest, I don't know what this blog is going to be about yet. All I know is that it would be such a waste to go through what I have experienced without it being properly documented. My mistakes are not just mine to learn from; I hope that others can learn from them, too!

Before I continue, I need to let my fellow reader know the logistics: I am 30 years old, male, Filipino, living in downtown Seattle. I am gay and have a boyfriend of 6 years. We are in an open relationship. We have no human children, but we have four rambunctious cats. Pictures coming soon.

I feel like this blog would have been much more spicy if I had written this in my twenties. Coming out of the closet, suffering from three awful relationships, etc. etc. would have been such entertaining material. Nevertheless, I still have a lot of messed-up-in-the-head material to share with the internet, so have no fear, my friends.

I'll close this post by simply saying... thanks. Thank you for reading this and joining my journey. I hope you leave my blog feeling inspired, motivated, or at the very least... entertained. :)

Bye.


Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The allure of "Unhealthy" food, and why it has been such an emotional clutch

First off, I just want to mention that I am trying to heal my relationship with food. Food has always been what I go to in times of emotional distress. More commonly, however, I go to food whenever I feel emotional bored. I believe this stemmed from a time when I was oh-so-young. When I was five years old, I lived on the tiny island of Guam. There wasn't much to do back in the day before smartphones. I parents, both of whom were barely out of their teens, did not know how to entertain me, let alone three children. They were still traumatized from the time my sister passed away at six months. In their anxiety and heartbreak from the whole ordeal, I was banned from going outside past 6PM. Why 6PM, I couldn't tell you, but I do know that I would get a big butt-whoopin' if I was even one-minute late. Unfortunately, I would be stuck in the house bored out of my mind. I was a kid that needed tons of mental stimulation. I like to think that I was a lot smarter than kids of my age ...
Read more