..scheherazade..

sigh. my name. thats all i want to be called. is that too much to ask.? apparently so. well for some. others. not so much. this recent need to be called, scheherazade has envolved alot of purging. emotionally. its like im all of a sudden tapped into my feelings. as if i wasnt before, i know right.? but this time its different. like a pregnant woman in her 2nd trimester. whos on the verge of tears one second. and pissed off the next. so im letting it all out. dont mind the random blogs. they may or may not be for you, if they are read them and then read them again. if it helps.