I know it has been a VERY long time since I last blogged. I apologise for that. Some people have even been wondering if I stopped blogging entirely. I didn't. I was busy with my training to learn to live on my own. They're very set on privacy there, so I wasn't allowed to write about it. Not even without mentioning names. And most of the things worth writing about involved me in interaction with others.
Seeing as most of my life revolved around the training, I put a pause to writing.
It was a shorter pause than I expected though, as the training didn't work out well for me. The coaches couldn't give me the kind of help I needed, which had me crumble down more and more. It's not that I didn't learn anything. In fact, I learned quite a bit! But the lack of the kind of support that I need took quite a toll on me.
I decided to stop, to protect myself. Shortly after I went into a big panick attack and collapsed. It was a pretty horrible experience.
Everything just seemed wrong. My trauma got triggered (authority figures who are supposed to catch me when I fall, who don't), I was exhausted beyond believe, I didn't feel prepared for the future and I didn't know how to move forward. I felt like everything that I would do would just end up horribly. This made that big collapse happen. Because if everything you do feels wrong, then what do you do? I didn't know anymore. Childhood all over again.
But this time it was different.
I wasn't alone. Well, I wasn't as a kid either. I had my parents and siblings. But they were at a loss for what was happening too back then. Fighting to help me and to find help.
Now they knew exactly what was happening and what was needed. They were being amazing. They were my first line of defense in fighting this feeling and I couldn't have done it without them. My psychologist was there for me too. Not just with appointments, but also calling me every day, so I could unload every little bit of panick and deal with it.
Besides all of that great help, I got you guys. My friends. My readers. My supporters. My volunteering work colleagues. Facebook groups. Tweeps on Twitter. Everyone.
Wow! I was, and still am, just amazed at the people who are there for me. I actually had to tell some people to hold on, I'd talk to them later, because I had so many concerned people wanting to know how they could help me, and I couldn't tell my emotional story that many times over.
What a luxury problem is that?? I'm not saying 'stop asking me, it's too much'. I'm saying 'even though I can't always adress everyone at the same time, thank you for asking and keep doing that. Because it makes me know and feel that I'm not alone and that people care for me.'
Thank you so much!
After a few weeks, I started doing my volunteering work as an experience expert again. There were many people who needed help. Some even with huge problems, that had me put things in perspective and wonder if I should be dealing with those things right now.
But then their gratitude... The same gratitude that I'm feeling towards all my supporters. And then I know it's worth it. That this is why I love doing this. Knowing that I can make that same difference in someone's life is what makes me happy and stronger too. You guys give me the strength. You light my inner flame. And if I can share some of that flame with others too, I'd gladly do so.
I know this is a very cheesy blogpost, but I felt it had to be said. I was watching Youtube videos from Markiplier. For those who don't know: He's a Let's Player, which means he plays games, records it and puts it online. Markiplier is a great person, who just loves to put smiles on other people's faces. He often thanks his community for all their support.
I was nodding in agreement when he was talking about how much their support helped him. Sure, I may not have millions of subscribers like he does, but I do get the feeling of going from almost nothing to a full fledged support system.
And then it hit me: Did I ever say thank you? Maybe to individuals, yes. But did I ever express my thanks publicly? Should I? Yes, I think I should!
So I decided to write this.
Thank you so much for being there. Everything from a small note of support, to being there day in and day out, and everything in between. It's all so important to me.
Keep being awesome everyone.