The fact is that I’ve become a much more private person in the past year. Which isn’t to say that I want to hide the more personal aspects of my life; I just no longer feel the need to share them. I will never deny that I have suffered from mental illness or that my life is imperfect. I’ve always filtered myself on this blog because there are things that I would’ve liked talking about but didn’t feel comfortable knowing it was out in public, where anyone could google my name and find it. I’d used livejournal for years upon years as a forum for my personal writing, and I lost interest in it last year. I’ve begun writing in my LJ again, and it’s not nearly as cathartic as it used to be for me, but it’s a good place to house my more private writing.

I’ve been taking a lot of pictures lately, and I thought I’d share some of them. You can find more on my Flickr.

Here are a few Christmas-y pictures I’ve taken within the last few days:

Gingerbread house I decorated.

My white Christmas tree.

Some presents I’ve already wrapped. (Still have like 10+ to buy.)

My cutesie wrapping paper.

Sparkly deer.