Blackbird's Song

Y'all know I'm a huge fan of the Walking Dead. Apparently after Sunday's episode (spoiler alert!) I have my own song now (click!). It's hauntingly beautiful. 

"Don't be scared, I'm still here. No more time for crying tears."

I would like to apologize to everyone who read my last blog. What I meant by "I give up" was I was giving up on writing this blog. Not life. Considering my past life choices, I can understand though why you might have been confused. And concerned. 

I know when you put yourself out there, in all aspects of life: writing, dating, working, being honest with the people you love, etc. you open yourself up to criticism and haters but I've had more than my fair share of hate on this blog the past month or so. Something I'm not used to and have never experienced in the past. Yah, I get the odd JW trying to plead their case but it's not the same as people constantly telling me I'm a terrible writer, I'm a bitch, I'm ugly, I'm a liar, I'm shit. It was starting to get to me. 

Thus the cryptic, "I give up" message.

If you're not a fan of the show, I'm going into geek talk now so feel free to read someone else's blog instead. 

So I really think the theme of this story is twofold. We all go through phases of life where we feel completely alone. Bob at the beginning of the episode, Darryl at the end. They're still looking for people, for community though, it just gets to the point where it doesn't even really matter who it is. As long as it's someone. 

And I think we're at the point where the Walking Dead aren't even the zombies anymore, it's the living. I'm fairly sure they are gonna go all "Lost" on us at any point now and ruin the show but until then I'm still invested. (Until Darryl dies. Then I'm out.)

A good friend always tells me that we all live lives of quiet desperation. But there's gotta be more to life than just survival people. I won't lie, sometimes that's all it is. I think I'm pretty positive most of the time on here, but it's a fact of life that we go through times where we are really just trying to make it through the day. Maybe for days and days, months and months, years and years. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. Hopefully, you have your own community that supports you and has your back when the "walkers" come through. And...when you walked out into the sun today, felt the hope of spring finally chasing away the dark, cold winter we've been through, you smiled too. :)