Thank you. Just... Thank You.

I know it been... quite a while since I've been on here, so let me say this before anything else:

You guys have always been amazing. You are easily some of the most powerfully supportive fans anyone could ask for. Period. That's just Fact.

You've all always been historically tolerant of my ghosting– I know I'm inconsistent, it's a product of how my brain deals with stress– but I will always come back to you guys, no matter how long it takes for me to straighten out my head and my priorities and handle my current circumstances.

And you guys have Faith in that. You trust that I'll come back, that I'll get back into my work and the things I love sharing with you, and that means SO MUCH TO ME.

You always ask how I'm doing, are always concerned for my wellbeing first when I don't update, and it... well it restores my faith in humanity at large, honestly. I mean talk about Character. Holy Shit.

That being said, it's been months now. We're in the middle of a shitstorm year. A lot of people don't have jobs. I came back on here fully expecting a lot of people to have pulled out.

And what did I find?

No one.

Not a single one of you beautiful, crazy, fantastic little shits have been phased, by this shit or my shit, by even an inch.

I'm in the presence of a bunch of actual goddamned miracles, what the fuck.

So you know what? Time to up my fucking game.

Because you guys have no idea what this means to me. You can't have any idea what this means to me, because there are 

No

Words.

No words at all.

There is no way to describe it.

 And I would know. I'm pretty good with words.

So let me put it into perspective for you. 

Because of your support I, SableScribe–

–Have managed to keep my apartment when I had almost nothing but this income keeping me afloat. (Which you already knew but is worth repeating because seriously?)

–Have managed to hold my shit together long enough to find another job and pull my ass out of the red zone.

–Got through a really rough patch with the loss of my Grandfather practically unscathed.

–Managed enough financial stability to get back on my meds. (ADHD if anyone is curious. Not ashamed or overly private about it)

–Never lost sight of my writing or my faith in my own abilities. (It got close once or twice)

–Have been able to pursue the thing one in my life I love more than anything else. Writing.

So, in case it's not already BLINDINGLY CLEAR:

What you lot have done for me is no small thing. I still am here, still writing, still putting my soul on paper, Because. Of. You.

Never underestimate the power your support or positivity can have on someone, no matter how small, because this right here– all of you still in this, still helping and supporting me with my dreams– is proof that miracles exist.

It's proof that miracles come from people. 

It's proof that miracles come from you.

Because you all have become my miracle. My personal unadulterated proof that I can do anything I put my mind to. That I can live my life doing what I love. That I can do this, no matter what life throws my way.

So, just... Thank You. For Everything.

It's about time I started returning the favor in kind.

Because of you,

I regret nothing. And I have nothing left to fear.

~SableScribe.