I had another LJ once. I wrote furiously in it for a few weeks. I had an overwhelmed mind and an anxious personality. My words were intense and random. My ramblings are out there somewhere in LJ space, lost forever, because I have NO idea what my login was. Its like I had a need to get it all out, and then I needed to let it all go. And oddly enough, I have NO idea what I was writing about. It was truly a venting experience. 

Thankfully, my head didn't explode from my past anxiety. I'm in such a better place now. Still anxious, I'm a real basketcase of this and that. Hopefully this journal will be a bit more coherent and upbeat. 

Maybe I'll even get some LJ friends!