Writer's block

I try and pretend that's why I've been off the grid for 3 months...when really I'm still writing, just not a lot publicly. I've been through a lot of emotional shit this year, and have found sharing doesn't get me far. It causes people to use information against me, turns people against me. I guess I'm realizing this is why I've always been careful to let people get close to me. This happens. It seems that it will always happen. Years of relationships, friendships, turn into nothing because apparently I'm the most exciting thing to talk about. I get that my sharing openly has gotten me this karma. Karma is a bitch, and most times she and I are friends. But, she always makes sure to get even when I fuck with the delicate balance. And that balance has been more delicate than ever lately. I've turned into a different person, someone I never knew I could be, someone I never knew I would be. I'm alone, lonely, and this is my absolute reality. It's me. It's who I am. It's who I always will be. Coming to terms with that, well, it's happening.