Yes, you read that right, I'm officially back! For those of you who've missed me: don't worry, I won't disappear the way I did ever again! For those of you who didn't notice I was gone: I was gone, but now I'm back! Minus a boyfriend, but with a plan for the future and a lot more optimism. Now I'm getting ahead of myself though. Let me fill you in on the details of what happened, where I've been and what's going to happen on Lost in Translation from now on.


January 2017 started and I was excited. 2016 didn't end on the most positive note ever, but I was determined to start 2017 with as much optimism and enthusiasm as possible. I took my blog in a new direction by posting a comic book review. Then one day, as I was preparing my next post, I noticed my blog's header was gone. And some of the follow buttons. And generally every image that made my blog my blog. So I made the whole thing private and spent two weeks being sad and shocked.

What happened to the images, you ask? Well, they were linked to the Google account of the person who'd designed my blog back in 2015. When she deleted said account, all the linked images disappeared and I was left with a bit of a broken blog. Yes, broken, because when I tried to change some small things like font and background color, nothing worked...

At that point in time I simply could have asked my friend Shubhaish, who's in college to become a computer wizard (that's what I call it because I always forget the actual word for it) to help me out and fix stuff. But to be honest, I didn't feel like blogging anyway. When my blog went private, I hoped for it to relaunch on the first of February. January, however, took a dark turn and I ended up crying my eyes out for a solid two weeks. First I was taken aside at internship for my way of working and communicating. Apparently I do these things in such a way that a few people there were starting to wonder if I was gifted. I entered a program in which I will be tested for giftedness and I'm likely to receive therapy for handling my situation, since I am not doing a very good job at it.
Right after I entered this program, my boyfriend and I broke up. With bipolar disorder, depression, OCD, PTSD and generalized anxiety disorder (hope I got that right, sorry Marc if I messed up!) and then also my possible giftedness standing between us, there was no way to make things work at that point in time. Notice how I say 'at that point in time?'. That's my stupid brain being too hopeful as always. Stupid. Anyway, cue the never-ending crying.
So as I was hating myself for having a weird brain and not having a boyfriend, I was also denied permission to study International Communication Skills and I somehow had to pass my finals while going through all this. It did not go well.

Long story short: I hit rock bottom. I didn't want to do anything anymore. I just wanted to drop out of college and stop existing. Every day started and ended with crying. With some more crying in between. Then, one day, I woke up and didn't cry until noon. The next day I only cried at night. A week later I'd gone three days without crying. That's when things got better. I got permission to study at a different college for six months starting September. I finally passed the class that made my life hell in November and December. The teachers at my college were kind enough to let me retake tests I'd failed because of emotional stress. I found a Master's degree on the other side of the country which made me very excited for the future. But best of all: I felt good about my life again. That's when I knew it was time to get back on track with Lost in Translation.

A month later than planned I begged Shubhaish (in a hopefully dignified manner) to help me out. And my god, did he deliver. He took all the broken junk out, started from scratch and gave me this insanely awesome design. He also gave me the best header ever. I mean, look at that thing! So yeah, I'm in love with my new blog. It'll be filled with the things I love once again: comic books, travel, art and as much randomness as possible. Like now, because I have no idea how else to end this post.


So yeah, this might not have been the most cheerful relaunch post ever. Sorry not sorry. Just know that I'm back, better than before. This time I'm not messing about. This time I'm going for blogging gold.