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 Hey...

It seems this blog is getting a lot of attention recently. I honestly don't know how or why, I don't even know how people view it if they don't know me personally.

I just wanna say, thank you for reading. It means a lot. This blog is coming up to be 10 years old. I started it when my Dad was dying as an outlet really. I would write about him, what was going on, how I was feeling etc etc. It kinda just continued that way for a while.

I'd find that when I was struggling I'd come here, post a post and I was able to move on. Its why the majority of my posts are pretty downcast. My little mind isn't always the kindest to me.

I last posted on here in December (I have since unpublished this post) because I was in something that was tricky. The last 3 months have been up and down but a corner has been turned and I'm feeling more positive. Which believe me I'm so happy about!

I'm not sure if I'll post again anytime soon but please know despite my depressing posts I'm all good. Life is life and as long as we carry on with it that's the main thing right?

I'm gonna focus my time on family, friends and creating art in my free time...my new outlet.

Thanks for dropping by and reading.





Beth x

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