Though my name’s not actually Elm, I use it on this blog, and it’s now become something that means so much more to me than a simple name. It’s part of my identity, and it’s a place to go when things get out of hand. If there’s a horrible situation I’m experiencing, I step into my Elm persona and think, “I can do this. What would my blogging friends say?”
I’m 17, and I come from rainy old England. Also, I’m blind, and if you’ve got any questions about that then please feel free to ask (I don’t get offended unless you threaten to poke my eyes out, so don’t do that). I’m a self-proclaimed ‘rebel’, even if the most rebellious thing I’ve ever done is tell a teacher that I forgot to print off my homework. Occasionally, I come out with a phrase that some people think is vaguely funny, though I don’t quite understand how. If you’re anything like me, this will be one of the first things you’ll read if you come to my blog, so I want it to represent me. Really, though, how can something so small represent the intricacies of an entire Elm?
I love to read, write, sing, talk to friends and blog. That’s a given, isn’t it? If I didn’t like blogging, I’d pretty much despair for the entire human race – er, I mean, just me. Reading my posts will give you a much better idea of who I am, through my ups and downs, anger and confusion and bursts of laughter. From posts about my so-called ‘love life’, to apparently inspirational pieces that I hope can help someone, I pretty much write on any topic I feel is necessary to my blog. To know a person, you need to know the good and bad.
One thing I will always say is that I’m going to be here for everyone and anyone, as much as I can. You all deserve to have a voice, and to rant about what’s bothering you; if I’m the person that helps you to do that, it makes my day. However, remember that there are so many people here to help you – in the Blogosphere, in real life and anywhere else. You’ll never be alone, and there’s always going to be people here to pick you up when you fall. It’s what a blog can be for, after all.
Just for a laugh, I’m going to link to my first ever post so that you can all cringe at what a moron I was – am? Seriously though, my writing style and general attitude has changed immensely, and you can just see that through my very early posts compared to my later ones.
If you really want to cee part of my past, my blog before this one can be found here. I hardly ever go by Gemma any more, yet it’s a strain of who I was that I can never forget. Unfortunately, all of the posts have been deleted except some that I posted after the end of this blog. You can read about why it got deleted to get a better idea of the entire situation, even if it was a long time ago.
Names can be confusing things, and so I’ve compiled a list of the ones I use, which can be found on this page. Honestly I get mixed up as to who’s who, so I can completely understand if you ask yourself, “Who the hell is Wren, then?”
I’m just one girl, in one country on one planet, but I want to let people know that whatever happens, I’ll still be Elm.