A Natural End

As you have probably noticed, this blog has become redundant and unused. After nearly 2 years to the day, and 436 posts, I think a natural end has come to this blog.

It's been a difficult few years, as I'm sure you will work out if you, for some reason, have enough spare time to read through the very up ups and the incredibly down downs that grace these pages. It used to serve as a tool to vent frustrations, whether it be incredibly honest accounts of friends' shortcomings, the frustration of working nights with that hideous human being, the occasional recollection of refereeing or just an outpouring of desperation at times. Now though, I feel it is best left to gather dust, as it does little but decrease the mood that means everything in my life at the moment.

The road to recovery is still long, with a great distance to travel. Thank you to all of you who have passed comments on to me, offering support and friendship, simply through reading the words in here that have sometimes sounded like a grumpy man complaining of the shortcomings of life. I'm very surprised how many people did read, given I sometimes felt like I used this tool as a way of talking to myself.

I'd like to leave you with a final thought. Everyone in life has their own troubles. Very few people can walk this Earth and claim to have the perfect recipe. There are lots of people out there, who have a darkness within them, unbeknown to the world outside and most of the time, these people have learnt to cover it up. These people are the world's best actors, and these people need not be judged by their actions from the eyes of people who have little idea how it feels. Depression can hit anyone, at any time, and it takes great courage to face up to it. I have started the long road to recovery. Anyone out there who is reading this, at any time, who feels as if the blackness is closing in on them, I am here if you need a consoling shoulder to cry on. Because I know what it feels like. And I don't want anyone to feel the same.

I know that's a sad way to end a thing of beauty, (if I say so myself), but it needed to be said. For the times in this blog have been dictated by the illness that lingers. It will be fixed, in time, but support is needed. Soon, two mittens will become one.