For almost four years a diary lived in this space.
Through that diary I shared my life with some wonderful people. They laughed with me, cried with me, and held my hand during a year long Afghanistan deployment.
This place was my dumping ground. A place where I could vent my frustrations and fears, put things behind me, and move on.
The United States Army never had a problem with that.
Apparently, the corporate world does.
