I've been doing some thinking lately. A lot of thinking and reading and going back through my blog and looking at what I've done and what people say, and Its a mind boggling experience.
Every day I come onto this website and pour my heart out to this blog. Every day I'm sitting here in happiness or in sadness or anger or loneliness and I bleed my soul into this teeny little text box and four thousand of you are okay with that.
That number absolutely floors me. Four thousand people care about me and the things that I do and say. And to some that might not be a lot and to others it might be more than they could imagine, but to me it means the world.
When I first started this blog 3 years ago I had absolutely no idea that I would ever gain a literal following as big as this. And I don't even do much. I cosplay and I complain about life and I post pictures of fandom stuff and snarky Asexual jokes and frogs and bugs and stupid vines.
But going back and just reading some of the things that people send me, the compliments, the walls of encouragement, the absolute flood of love and support in my crap situation. Going back and reading those I cant help but think of what I did to deserve such a wonderful group of followers to stand behind me and cheer me on.
You people call me a visionary and an inspiration but I'm just a woman getting by and living a different kind of life with a weird obsession with cartoons.
You say I'm an amazing cosplayer but I'm still just starting and I still have a lot to learn. And while I'm flattered by all of these compliments and I want to take them to heart I don't think that I've earned them yet. I've done nothing but live my life and even in that regard some of you feel it necessary to give me praise. You've told me that i've 'rocked the cosplay world' and I honestly don't see why.
And then there have been the ones that have been with me from the start and who have followed me and watched me grow this whole time, and I can't help but think if I've managed to redeem anything bad I've done in the past or if I've grown into someone that people can look up to.
And then I remember that I did and i'm floored again.
But the point of this long post is that I'm grateful. Honestly and truly grateful for all of the people that follow me. the Flower Children or 'the frogs aren't fucking' fandom (Or whatever ya'll call yourselves), and I don't know how much I say it or express it, but I really am so glad that four fucking thousand of you deem me cool enough of a person to want to keep up to date with.
And I hope I can continue to do what i've been doing. I hope I can keep cosplaying and inspiring people and being a 'visionary' (Even though i'm not). I hope that I can continue to make people smile and be happy with all the weird shit that I do. Because that's the person that I want to be. I want to be an inspiration, because I don't think very highly of myself. I really don't. I'm just a normal woman going through life in very not-so-normal ways.
But I hope, to you guys, that I can be more.
So, I don't know if I say this enough, but thanks.
You guys are the reason I keep doing what I do, and for that I am truly, very grateful.
Merry Christmas followers. I have work today and will sadly not be able to spend it online. But you bet your ass you'll see me afterwards.















