The answer is simple, really: I lost interest. For a while it was really exciting to write a blog about some intimate detail of my past, then post it thinking that it might create some sort of ripple in the homeostasis of those around me. The perfect platform for my exhibitionist, I delighted in knowing that, if you read my blog, you knew I really didn't have any secrets.
Then I shifted in my writing. I stopped writing about me, and started copy/pasting stuff about angry, homo-hating Christians. Truthfully, I can hardly stand the sight of such people, I don't know why the hell I thought they should go in my blog. Nonetheless, the break in writing direction, I think, caused a loss of connection or interest.
Deep breath....
