100 Posts Later

Thank You.

Thank you, thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

It all started December 30, 2010, with my first post. I bought this domain about a month prior, but could never find the words to start. I was afraid. Afraid of the unknown. Afraid that people would be mean or malicious. Afraid that I wouldn’t be able to keep up with it. Then one faithful day in December, I just said fuck it. I started writing and I haven’t looked back since.

I started writing as an outlet for my depression and anxiety. I really had no idea it would turn into…this. Into actually writing 100 posts. Into fulfilling my dreams. Into meeting incredibly amazing people from all over the world. Into buying a one way ticket to London. It’s all still a little overwhelming at times. But I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

I remember pressing ‘publish’ for my first blog post. I remember when I got my first blog comment. I remember when I first got 20 unique views in a day. Johnny and I popped open a bottle of champagne and celebrated. But it wasn’t about the numbers. It was about overcoming my fear and doing something positive for myself. This blog was born from the deepest, grayest parts of my depression. Looking back on my life a mere 9 months ago, it’s almost as if I am a completely different person now. And I guess in a few ways I am.

I have my life back.

And I’ve grown.

I’ve laughed.

I’ve cried.

I’ve overcome.

I’ve come so far. I’ve become a woman who isn’t afraid. Who isn’t scared of taking chances. Who isn’t depressed. And it’s been with the help of all of you who read. Those who comment. Those you write me on twitter, like my FB page, send me emails. You’ve made this journey so much more meaningful. Some of you say I’ve touched you, inspired you…but really it’s the other way around. I wouldn’t have been able to keep going with all of this if it wasn’t for your support, your laughs, your words of encouragement.  Just when I thought I couldn’t do it anymore, I’d get an email or a tweet from someone that made everything worthwhile. Thank you.

I’m just a 24 year old girl named Sheryll that lives in LA and loves tequila, shoes, drag queens and booty dancing. Thank you for allowing me to share my story with you. Thank you for allowing me to be completely open and candid. You’re all now a huge part of my life, my journey, my growth. And for that, I cannot thank you enough.

I hope you’ll continue to hang with me through another 100 posts. There are many more stories to be told…and the most exciting one hasn’t even started.

85 days.