Where to Start?

I've come full circle, and after a year and a half, and multiple blogs, I am back. I've come home, back to where it all began.
I had started this blog way back when in hopes that I would be able to "return" to being Christy. What I've discovered is that I have never in my life really been Christy. I've been different variations, but I've never really, truly been me. This year, I've slowly but surely started to find out who I am and what makes me tick.
I have gone through some very rough times. Most of you out there have no idea just how rough it got. But I am on my way back from the depths of despair and it's starting to feel good. It feels good to be able to recover from such devastating news in a matter of days. News like that, at one time, would have crippled me. It would have knocked the life right out of me, and I may not have been able to peel myself off of the kitchen floor. But now, I am okay. I feel better. It hurts, it will probably always hurt, but I can go on.
This is not a place where I will ever talk about him. He is not worth the time, the energy spent typing, and he will never be worth the love that I was so willing to give him. I do not wish him well, in fact I wish him great pain. And being a believer in karma, and the laws of the universe, I know that he will get what is coming to him. And that is all that will ever be said of him here.
There are others that I can and probably will talk about. There are memories that I would like to share, parts of my life that could probably explain a lot about me.
So, here I am, I've returned, or arrived, however we choose to look at it. Welcome me back with open arms, please.