It's been a long time. This website hasn't changed much, aside from changing from blue to purple for some reason?? Unlike Scratch, I have changed. A lot. Firstly an most obviously, I am not a boy anymore, I am a certified (literally) trans girlie, so that's something I guess. I also have an unhealthy attachment to monster energy, as you can clearly see in this accurate recreation of my current self. I made this account on March 3rd 2020, at the age of 11. I was in 5th grade at the time, and this was literally only a week before the covid lockdown was called in my province. As you can probably guess, being stuck inside meant that I spent A LOT of time on here. It was genuinely a huge part of my life. I made a whole lotta friends, most of whose usernames still float around in the thinking thingy in my skull. At a time when I had no irl contact with anyone outside my household, these people became my closest friends at the time. These people and the community as a whole helped me discover my identity. I did my grade 6 year in online classes, so naturally I didn't become any less active on Scratch. But as we all eventually come to learn, life goes on, and on... and on. 7th grade I returned to my irl schooling and thus my at-the-time friends. I spent less time on here. At some point around mid 2022, I sorta just vanished off of here. Lots happened in my life soon after. I got into my first relationship, had my heart broken the first time, and at the same time, began questioning who I actually was. I went through some dark times, but I got out of it. In spring 2023 I was diagnosed with ADHD. Two months later, the second chapter of my life story ended when I graduated grade 8. In grade nine I met a person who I became close friends with. This friend was the catalyst of my metamorphosis. Because of these new friends, grade 9 was the year where I was finally able to embrace my queer identity. So Noelle, even though you hate me now for whatever reason, you pulled me out of my shell. Summer 2024 flew by, I didn't do much that summer. Grade 10 started much like how grade 9 ended. Same friends, all that. But my friend introduced me to a mutual friend, and I developed a huge crush on him. Now nothing with him ever came of that (which sucks because he's so fine), but around the same time, a girl who was at the time my friend invited me to a halloween party. This brought me into a whole new social circle (a circle I now know was not a good one). I also met him; a boy who I fell in love with within hours. He reciprocated these feelings for me, and we got together. It went good for about a month and a half before breaking down. Keep in mind, I still consciously considered myself a boy up to this point. However, this is when the gender dysphoria really hit. I became confused, incredibly anxious, afraid, and dysmorphic. This boy I loved was and is gay, and now with me seriously considering if I was a guy or a girl, this was a source of immense anxiety. (I also now know I'm aromantic, which definitely didn't help my nerves). It ended kinda bitterly. Things kinda fell apart for me. I lost some dear friends, and still have loose ends to this day. My fear and confusion was detected by two people that I only sorta knew by proxy at the time. But they've given me something I needed: support and empathy. When I finally realized I was trans, they didn't play it off as me attention seeking like some of my former friends did. They accepted me, helped me buy my first feminine clothes, and for that I am always grateful. They'll never see this project, but I cannot thank them enough for being the realest friends I've ever had when I needed it. Someday I hope to return the favor. More recently, I reconciled with an unlikely person; my ex bf from months prior. He came to me seeking support, and I gave it to him, because I knew none of what happened between us was his fault. He revealed some disturbing things about people I previously considered friends, and I was one of the few people that believed him. I think we consider each other good friends now. And this is when we wind up here, at midnight on a Monday. I've finally reached a stable point in my life again, even if my friend group consists of my two saviors, my reconciled ex-bf, his brother, and this random guy in one of my classes.
Felt like yapping. btw ya'll can call me Maeve now if you want
