3000

Who would have believed I could sustain it! 3000 with no gaps. 

Blip has meant different things through the years. It started as a bit of fun, and grew on me. For me, a mix of the photo and diary elements. During Covid I used it to record the strangeness, the boredom, the fear and the sadnesses. 

But it’s over the last year it’s come into its own. Post diagnosis I gave the link to my blip to family and friends to keep them up to date with the each day, without the need to stop for countless calls and messages. I also used it to record my feelings, just writing them down helped at the time, and has also helped lately when I have tried to make sense of those weeks, and also the preceding couple of months. 

Since June, I lurch from pouring out my miserableness (is  that a word?) to writing nothing because I can’t be bothered, to finding an odd moment of fun or wit. 

It has been both a joy and a crutch, but more than that, I have made friends, I want to say thank you to Eileen, (unrelenting support and friendship), Sam (who led me to blip), Angelsshare and TheBigCheese1, both of whom have not blipped themselves for a long while, going through their own bad times, but who always pop in to read mine, Jenny who has been such a support to me and who is now living her own traumatic time. 
To the others of you who pop in, too many to mention, but I do appreciate you all. 
And Stalker, who does not blip herself, but is always there for me. 
Happy Blip birthday to me!