My very first post, a few years ago now and under a different pseudonym, was the first time I had spoken or written about a particular event from way back in 1957, when I was starting at junior school. The feelings resulting from that event have coloured the private part of my personality ever since, and it’s interesting that writing it down, so that others could read it, gave me a remarkable feeling of release. I’ve got it off my chest, I don’t need to refer to it any more, though I will if it seems appropriate.
In fact, after that first post, I didn’t post again for quite some time. I had a brief burst under a second pseudonym when it seemed to me that those who denied all schoolgirl CP were getting away with a whole load of porky-pies;