I have had about thirteen blogs in my lifetime. I’m eighteen in a few days and I have had thirteen blogs. Its a huge number, but I guess it tells you something about my inability to talk to people to their face, prefering instead to write my thoughts down onto a webpage where strangers can see it, but the chances of my friends and family seeing it are slim.

I have a history, I have a past, I have issues and my self esteem is pretty much none existent. I decided to start another blog, a fresh one. 

I’m moving to Newcastle in a few months and with that comes change and fresh starts. So, a fresh blog for a fresh start. I will never forget my history, my past, my issues. But I can finally let them go. 

I’m by no means full of nice and full of happiness and sunshine, but I’m realisitic and the things I deal with are very real. Of all my blogs, I have never been entirely truthful, for fear someone would see. 

Now, I am letting that fear go - if you don’t know me, then Hi, I’m me and I’m pretty messed up. 

If you do know me, prepared to hear things you haven’t heard before. Because I’m not ashamed of anything any more.