It would be too easy for me to go out with a bang. I could write the nastiest (and funniest) Dear Justin post you'll ever see. I actually have some material I had set aside for such an event. It will stay with me.
I am leaving this space.
I don't even know where I'm going. All I heard was there was something better and everyone I know will be there.
Similar to the afterlife.
I've known many of you for weeks, months, years.
Though at times we didn't always agree, and a few times we probably hated each other — it never got to the point where those feelings stuck. At least, not on my end.
I'll admit, I was skeptical. I still am. I have trust issues. Don't take it personally. It's not you, it's me.
It has been a rough month, for everyone. Though I am a stone, I still crack. On a few rare occasions I may have visited your blog and gave you a piece of my mind.
If I hurt your feelings, I apologize.
For the most part I spent a lot of time joking around. Some might think, "How can you joke at a time like this?"
As I said to a friend here the other day, "It's not because I don't care, it's because I care too much."
I found myself in plenty of situations where I could have argued. Instead I either said nothing, or left a dumb joke.
Steem has actually been a stressful place, for quite a long time.
I can't make any promises but I think with a fresh start like Hive, now would be a good time to also focus on some self-improvement as well.
I want to put my best foot forward instead of standing still or taking a step back.
I want to be able to be just as passionate about Hive as I once was when standing up for Steem. It did take a long time though before I fell head over heels for Steem.
Hive. We can't fuck on the first date but I will call you.
Yes. A joke.
I can't help it.
The real point of this post is to say something I haven't seen many people saying. In Canada, we say it all the time.
I see a lot of people showing support for Hive. Not many thank yous.
Maybe it's too early? I too am cautiously optimistic.
When we receive a gift, do we ever say, "Thanks for waking up, having coffee, starting the car, wiping the snow off, driving to the store, putting up with the crowds, finding this treasure, standing in line, shelling out an entire day's effort in the form of money, driving home, hiding it, wrapping it, and putting it out on display?"
I realize the majority of you won't read this, but thanks anyway.
Thanks for risking so much, fighting, and working so hard.
Even if it doesn't work out, you still deserve a solid pat on the back.
Natural disasters tend to bring out the best in people, if you ignore all the looters.
Communities always come together. They fight back. I remember a few years ago, maybe five - floods.
Neighbors who hated each other worked together to save one another's property. That same thing happened here.
Maybe the water levels will still rise and everything will be lost, but at least we tried.
Thank you, for trying.
@NoNamesLeftToUse The Writer/Artist Himself signing off.