Happy 100th Post Day, Blog.

I normally don't do these non-poem posts, but this one had to be special.

HAPPY 100TH POST BLOG.

For this post, I'd like to think about how this blog has changed me.
I've always said It just doesn't take much to change a person. And that's true. It really doesn't take much at all. One little comment, one little smile, a phone call... all of those can change somebody's life. Well, this blog hasn't just changed me as a person; it has changed my life.
100 posts ago, armed with just a dozen filled notebooks, pens dry out of ink, and trembling fingers, I opened myself up to so much more than I ever have before. My innermost thoughts were on display for the entire internet. Sure, they wouldn't know who I was; maybe nobody would even see it. But, for me, it was a huge step in letting myself go.
This blog has taught me so much more than just how to improve my writing. It has taught me that it's okay to be who I am. I'm different. I know. Between cancer, caring more about school than parties, and liking just to be alone, I guess I'm your regular high school "freak." Whatever. None of that matters. This blog taught me that I don't have to hide behind my curly hair and notebooks. Sure, I'm not ready yet to scream my poems from rooftops like Andrea Gibson or get up in front of hundreds of people like Anis Mojgani, but hey. It's a start.
I'm posting to Facebook, finally declaring myself a poet, and breaking the news to my parents that hey Mom, Dad, maybe I don't want to be a doctor. Maybe I just want to write books. For the first time ever, I'm okay with that. 


So Happy 100th Post Day, Blog. So yeah, you needed me to write in you to get you to where you are today, but I've needed you more than you know. And, as always, you, my dear writing, have never failed me.