wolfwood1203

First off, I still love the community that you can find here, even if it's not as prevalent as it once was. Members like @fredhincanada @cerebus666 and @bradmax have been invaluable to my time here these last few years. You fine gentlemen have been so supportive of my writing journey, I'm grateful. Fred and Rudolf, you two will forever be counted as amazing friends.

Then there are the wonderful models who have been so supportive. @headshot @alexislust you're both so quick to leave a thoughtful comment, it means a lot. @samihain I've a deep appreciation for our interactions, limited though they've been. It's a tremendously helpful thing knowing that someone out there understands what I'm going through. I'm still struggling to figure out how to navigate the world as an autistic adult, and you've been helpful in that regard.

@jadestone @realwildangel @nerestorm @rare @olgakulaga Don't think I don't notice how often you like my posts. I'm grateful to you, and anyone else I've forgotten to mention as well.

I spent the bulk of my life steeped in negativity. I had convinced myself that people were irredeemable. I spent too many years on reddit, and I think most people know how toxic an environment that place can be. I eventually hit rock bottom after my Pilz-e died the years ago. But instead of killing myself, like I always thought I inevitably would, I started to pick myself up off of the ground. This place, and the aforementioned people, were a tremendous help with that.

But a place that restored my faith in humanity more fully is quite surprising in my opinion. Of all places, it was tiktok. I had heard so many terrible things about the kinds of content on that platform. But the content that spoke to me, and began filling up my fyp (other than the thirst trap videos), was people spreading kindness. A crazy guy dressed as a Viking, trying to encourage people to keep doing their best. A woman who unexpectedly took on what ended up being three stray cats. And so many other creators just being good people.

When you think about it, the fyp is a reflection of yourself. So it's good to see that I'm starting to let love and acceptance into my life.

In the end it was people, strangers, who helped me to pick myself back up. And while I still struggle, I've accomplished much more than I ever thought possible. I've improved my mental health to a point that I no longer need anti anxiety/depression pills. I've discovered parts of myself that I had long ago forgotten. Not only have I written a full length novel, but I'm actively working towards getting it published.

More than all of that, I've realized that I want to be something more. I want to be a safe space for people. I want you to feel comfortable telling me what's wrong, even if I can't always give good advice. I can at least allow you to vent, without judging you.

If you made it through all of that, hell, if you make it through any of my blogs, just know that I love you my friend. And I'm here if you need me.