Where do I begin? 200 days ago I made a decision, and I stand by it. Never did I think I would have the courage, optimism and perseverance to sort myself out, but being offline let me. 200 fucking days without social media! I can imagine the questions. What was it like? Was it difficult? Did you miss it? And I can tell you honestly. I - did - not. It literally went as quickly as hell. You’d be surprised how fast-paced life can be when you’re not glued to your phone that has a clock right at the top of the screen. Because I blinked and 200 days was up.
I wanted my first post, well my first three real posts to mean something; so they will. Each one will represent a highlight of my 200 days offline. So let me begin with this one. A picture of me. A picture of me actually happy. Not the happy you do for the camera, but the happy you have when your best friend is trying to make you look pretty and all you can do is laugh as they try and direct your pitiful ass to be more Naomi Smalls than Jiggly Caliente. But it’s only when you make a change, when you look for happiness that you are able to see how unhappy you were. And I can look back now and think, that boy needed to find himself, because their is so much happiness in his future. I won’t go into much detail, because I hope to talk more about my 200 day journey on other posts, but I wanted this picture, this post to symbolise the most important highlight of my time off. That I am happy. And that’s all any of us should be. So I hope you are, whoever is reading this, I hope you are happy, and if you’re not, I hope you are able to figure out how to fix it. Because it’s worth it. - 1 hour ago