The Cliffs of Insanity

I'm trawling through the decade's worth of posts here on The Cliffs of Insanity and, I swear to god, I'm so tempted to lock this whole thing up. There are so many things I've written that just...well, I don't have the words for it all. Horrified is the only emotion I have at the moment. My proclivity for candor may well have come home to roost. Perhaps it's my recent inclination toward privacy in a way. I feel all jammed up about most everything now, and that's really not a good feeling. But neither is looking back on many of my posts of the past and being pretty much freaked out.