
I am really not looking forward to the holidays at all. The only thing that makes them remotely bearable is all the great fics people usually produce in honour of the season. I'm usually not a social person. I don't talk to people on the phone, I don't post on Facebook, I don't upload vids to YouTube, I don't Instagram, and as far as I'm concerned, tweeting is something birds do when they look for mates. This does not mean that I don't like people. I do. Really. I just have really bad anxiety that makes me feel really awkward most of the time. So if I don't respond to things sometimes, chances are good that I'm not ignoring you. I've probably just been bitten by the shyness bugs that take up residence in my stomach sometimes and have no clue what to say, or am afraid to say what I want for fear of offending someone I love. Don't take this personally, I beg of you.
To all of my friends, online or off, no matter how we connected, I care. It's just that I'm not always the best at showing it. You all mean the world to me. Even if we haven't spoken in weeks, months or years, I still think of you and wish you joy. Thank you for caring about me and for being there. Thank you for giving me the space to be. That means more to me than could ever be put in words. I'm grateful to all who have touched my life, and I wish you peace, love and every happiness under the night sky.
Thank you for giving me room to breathe, and for making me feel worth more than the sum of my parts. <3