Minx restored

Since imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, I must pay tribute to Poo-Saaay and Meestair Bernd who pointed me in the direction of this:

Watch this space. Minxiosity is where it’s at, it’s the future and it’s amusing the hell out of me.

As y’all can see, I have regained my balance and perspective on life, in sharp contrast to yesterday. See, I really am emerging on the other side. It’s taken what seems like forever to even be able to see the other side, but you know something. I really can.

And, toot my own horn though I shouldn’t, I’m really proud of myself. I appreciate that I still have a long way to go. These things take time, nothing is instantaneous. But I’m healing, I can feel the difference. And it feels great.

The minx is back. And she’s evil. And you love it…