Do I dare?

I have another blog. I have been writing in it for a few months now. It is called Happy People Are Happier.
 It is true. Happy people really are happier. I have called it that because of my dad. It was something he and I said all the time.
I wanted to open this blog though, to start at the beginning. You know, go through my story. Talk about all of me.
I thought if I do that then maybe someone out there will understand me. Maybe not. Maybe I am doing it to think aloud so it will make sense to me. 
 Life, well, my life has always been for me about answering questions. 
 Questions for me like... Really Honestly... Why couldn't I stay 5 years old forever? I mean Big Bird does. 
And you know other things like that.
 I am not a loser per say but you know when you know someone that is really smart, really funny, you don't know much about that person but you think... Wow... She is dynamic... But deep down inside her heart of heart, That person knows more about you than you do about her, and really she is quirky and you don't understand why?
 You know those people? I am one of those... The basket has always fallen out of the bottom for me and I used to not let it bother me.
But, now, It does.
 So, I am going to go back to the Beginning of Me... And figure this all out.
I have 30 years worth of Journals (yes... I am a Journal writer, NOT A JOURNALIST.. hehe) And sadly, They are in Utah, at my brother's and I am here in Turkey. So, I will go on memory for now but I will be slowly getting those and transferring them here. 
  Do I DARE?