For some reason, I thought I'd check in, seeing how this is how we met. I've decided to use this journal as a "no holds barred" blog, although mostly private, so that I can leave the password somewhere for Sal and the kids to find when I'm dead. Sounds absurd now that I've typed it. Regardless, my handwriting is terrible, and I'd really like for the kids to have an account of "my side" of the whole situation of me not raising them. I can't think of any better place to be more open. I started to read back on my entries, but I decided that most are too painful to revisit. I hope you're well.
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