Sorry for the extreme close-up.
Today when I opened up my WP account, I saw a little trophy up in the notifications corner telling me that it has been a year since I joined WP and I can’t believe how quickly that’s come and has almost gone. Nearly 366 days and 9,700 followers later, I’m still going strong. This is one of the few hobbies, if you will, that I’ve tried in my life and I haven’t given up 😀
This past year has been rewarding for me in more ways than one. I’ve met a ton of great people who not only are supportive, but share similar life experiences and struggles with me, letting me know that I’m actually not the only “oddball” out there 🙂
I still have that nagging question every day of “who am I really?” I think this blog has helped me come a little closer to the answer. I’m finding out who I am as an individual who just happens to live with what others call a mental illness, which doesn’t always feel that way to me, but some days I can see where the term comes from.
In the past year I have done a lot in regards to this blog. I have shared experiences, very personal ones, of the times I’ve struggled with having OCD and some of the times where having OCD is not such a bad thing. I’ve gotten back into poetry and writing in general, which is something I haven’t worked on since high school. I’ve set out on new hobby adventures, learning how to sew clothes, paint, and most recently crochet. I used to love drawing as a child, but kind of lost interest, yet something about starting this blog has gotten me interested in art and writing again. I’ve shared pieces of my life, such as my singing and some less than glamorous pictures of myself. You’ve met my boyfriend, K, and my mom, and of course my beloved kitty, Chester, all of whom are my biggest supports, whether they know it or not.
Throughout this blog, you’ll find bits and pieces of my life splayed like a dissected frog in biology class, there for everyone to see and examine, but not quite put together enough to get the whole picture. I am still looking for that whole frog myself, but have come closer, I think, to knowing the real “me,” if that is even a thing.
This life, my life, is still in the works. At 23, I don’t always feel like I have my whole life ahead of me. I know that I have an old soul and find little fun in the things my peers might love to do. I’ve been old since the day I was born, but am slowly learning how to be young and not quite as tense 🙂
With all this being said, I hope you’ll continue to follow me into this next year, see how I change and turn another year older. For those of you I have yet to meet, I can’t wait to meet you 🙂
Thank you today and every day for reading and supporting me.
With the greatest thanks,