Thank you - that is all I can do - I've tried the other & don't know where to start - I've regularly thought that meant I couldn't write, that I was wrapped in myself, perhaps even a narcissist.

However, I try to control no-one; I have no designs on myself; I weep inside for the disadvantaged, the war-torn, the hungry, and I lobby against coercion and manipulation in all its forms. I care. So that doesn't fit with the self-praising notion.

So, who and what am I? 75 years old and still trying to figure it out. Exploring, learning, listening, thinking - others often say 'over-thinking' - and I write.

Yes, it is largely for me and so I guess I could do it in a private journal but I do want contact, communication, the opinions of others, not just about me but about anything and everything.

Occasionally, too, someone does read what I've written and responds, kindly, gratefully or critically. It doesn't matter which it is - what matters is that they notice and obtain something from reading what I put out.

In a life of depression, despair, loneliness, an outlier from most in society, that gives me just a little on which to hold.

So, yes, thank you - your piece has offered validity to how and what I write.