After a very stressful move on the 21st Dec I found an interest in Twitter around April the following year. The constant adrenaline pumping from the move, Christmas and the amount of work needed every weekend to get the house organised kept me on the go. By Easter I was feeling lost for something to occupy my time. I was reading as much as I could and was constantly looking for more things to read. I found authors I enjoyed and they recommended others. I slowly started to follow more authors and found myself in a top heavy genre of erotic fiction. I think mainly because they would interact more and had livelier personalities. Thinking that my family, who had also followed me on to Twitter, would not appreciate the interaction I was having with a few authors, I decided to open a new account and become Avid Reader. Then at the end of September that year things went all a little downhill. A friends daughter died of brain cancer, she was not even seven. The day after the funeral I had a car crash, spinning my car 180 degrees and rolling it on its side, the shock was more serious than the accident really. I absolutely loved my car and was distraught when I was told it would be written off. Whilst off work from the crash I lost my father after many years of suffering from continual major and minor strokes. It was a very traumatic experience even after knowing I could of lost him many years before. After two weeks of returning to work a little boy I knew lost his father and with the Police beside me I had to explain to him what had happened and promised to take him to the funeral. All the while still suffering with the grief of my own loss.
So here I was within a couple of months I had been to the same crematorium three times. Feeling very low another tragedy hit and I lost my Nan. Back to the crematorium again.
Everything felt surreal and I was mainly on autopilot. I started to sleep for a few hours and read for the rest of the night. As I checked Twitter for new recommendations of authors and stories I became aware of a whole group of amazing people through VOElla. No one would judge and I would happily just read, chat and interact. No one knew what was happening in my life, so no one mentioned it. I could almost lose myself in Twitter and not think about how sad I felt. I feel humbled by the interactions, chats, book recommendations, giggles and the feeling of being myself. I have wonderful people who I can chat to at anytime of the day or night. It might be about nothing but it is almost like a coping mechanism and it helped me immensely. If I worry about other people I don’t have to worry about things happening in real life.
Coaxed by a few I started a blog this October and the positive encouragement I have received has overwhelmed me. I am truly blessed and I wish I could individually thank each and everyone who has either just said hi or had to put up with my annoying chats and quirky sense of humour. Everyone is so positive, supportive and likeable. Thank you all for just being there.