Listening to: Starry-Eyed~Ellie Goulding
Currently reading: TEXTBOOKS.
So, before we get into the mania bit, let’s take a brief moment to make a nice introduction in the hopes you might actually believe I’m sweet and sane before I totally ruin that impression. It will be nice to savor for a moment or two before I totally crush your hopes you’ve finally met a person possessing such qualities.
Hi, my name is Betsy. I’m 16 (AND A HALF! I don’t think I’ve felt the need to add that since I was 8, but still. It’s important.), I’m newly graduated, and I work as a tutor. I used to run this blog when I was much younger but then was thoroughly over-whelmed by my own self-absorbency and took it down. So it stayed dormant for a little under 2 years. But some kind nudging from my friend Emmy encouraged me to start writing again. This is a problem. You see, one of my greatest failings is a hugely oversized ego. When us arrogant creatures get asked to start talking about ourselves again, havoc and shameless self-promotion the likes of which Barack Obama has never seen is bound to occur. But hey, look what it did for our President-in-Chief.
But in all honestly, I’ve been feeling motivated to begin this blog anew lately for a fairly large reason. You see, though it may sound like it, I am not, in fact, an only child. I have three older brothers (considerably so, from my father’s previous marriage) and a younger sister. My younger sister is 2 years my junior and for the past year (2 years, really) she has been suffering from adolescent depression and a host of other mental issues.
It’s been scary, depressing, infuriating, humbling and enlightening. I’ve figured out a ton of things and also had to completely abandon some of my other preconceived notions about life in general. It’s completely changed my life, priorities and how I approach every relationship I go into. Each relationship revolves around the idea that interacting with that individual will not upset or inconvenience my sister due to her current social sensitivity (high social anxiety, and anxiety in general). Each priority is secondary to my family. It’s taught me to value family over everything, to work more efficiently with my time, and that optimism is not an optional life skill.
I plan to whore the hell out of this particular blog in the mummy-blogospheres, and the mental illness blogs because I think that one of the most under-emphasized parts of mental illness is the fact that it doesn’t just affect the sufferer. It affects the entire family. But it doesn’t have to be entirely bad. So I plan to try and focus on this.
It won’t be all about Becca (sister) and family, some of it will be completely frivolous and self-absorbed–like all good adolescent blogs should be!–so yeah. There’s this blogger’s “Manifesto” I s’pose you could say. –Insert bow–thank you, and good night.

<3
Betsy