
To even understand what I'm saying here, you have to understand that the SCA is not a hobby to me. It's an abusive relationship with Stockholm Syndrome. God I love it, I love it so much, but oh, oh does it make me miserable. A year and a half ago I was expounding on
leaving the beast, and now I return- somewhat less than triumphantly.
I have a couple of friends who are really eager to get into fencing. My kid is old enough for youth combat now. My husband is willing to endure it for the rest of us. I find myself trying again.
Crap, I said I wouldn't do this.
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