I don't want to make excuses for my inactivity, but the truth is that I love reviewing music, writing about music, and discussing music. This is my passion, and believe me when I say that I am fighting to be able to keep doing it. Those who know me know that I am a verbose person, and rarely will I simplify a situation to a single phrase, nonetheless a profane one, but I can't describe what I'm going through other than to call it simply shit. I've been through stuff this past year that I honestly I'm not sure how I got through, and I'm both shocked and grateful to still be alive and in a position where I can continue to follow my passion. Regardless of the work that I will have to do in order to stabilize myself and reach a state of mind where I can be safe, I will make time to write. I don't care what anyone says. If I didn't have this passion, I would not be alive right now. I would have given up and I literally would be dead. My wonderful friends who have supported me through this process, and even those who don't know what I've been through and have never met me in person, but continue to comment and support me, you are also the reason why I am alive today. I owe you all my life, and for what I've been through I owe myself more than what I have been able to give. Fuck everything else. Reviewing music is now my priority.
No excuses. No delays. Updates are coming.