emotional rant time
**this will be a confusing mess, be prepared**
I've been visiting my grandparents for the past few days. Last night, I was sitting with them, my dad, brother, dad's partner and stepbrother, at about 10pm, just casually rotating through my social media. Instagram, Twitter, Amino, Wattpad, repeat.
I open wattpad for the tenth time, and i have some notifications. So I open them. And they're new followers.
I sorta smile and stalk their profiles for a second (sorry, everyone who follows me - I've had a sneaky peek at your bio and reading lists), and then it dawns on me.
I've been on 98 followers for a few days. I'd just got two more followers. If my maths is correct...
I open my profile. There, shining up at me, are three digits. 1. 0. 0.
One hundred freaking followers.
I have to admit, genuine tears fell from my eyes. Actual tears. Water. Liquid fell from my face.
It's not a big number, in the grand scheme of things, and it's remarkably small compared to a lot of wattpad writers. I mean, rickyblitzz only joined wattpad a month before me and has almost 28k followers.
BUT. It's not time to dwell on how infinitely inferior I am to everyone. We're talking about 100 followers here.
I guess it's the first big milestone, isn't it? Like, yes, I literally say thank you every 10 followers, but 100 is big. It's like, hey, this is serious now. This is a thing. Triple digits. You've achieved something. It can only go up from here.
I think, other than 1k on Set Up, this has made me happiest. 1k was my first reads milestone, and it was when I was like 'damn. People are reading this. People are voting. People sorta like this.' But 100 followers? That's 100 people who enjoy what I've done.
Okay, not quite 100. I know 13 of them in real life, and another few off the internet, but a good 80 are strangers. So for the sake of making it sound better, let's say 100.
Thank. You. All. So. Much.
I don't think i can even comprehend three figures in my follower count.
Let's see what happens when I get to four figures? Eyyyyy that's never going to happen but i can dream.
It feels like I've gone past the realm of 'writing rubbish every now and again' to 'writing something that a significant amount of people enjoy' and that makes me very happy.
And yes, I'm making a big deal out of this. Yes, 100 followers is comparatively small. And yes, I don't give a shit. I'm happy. Thank you.
How long will it be until 200, I wonder? 500? 1000? Will those milestones ever actually happen?
I don't know, but let's hope it doesn't take another two years for me to get there.
I love you all !! Thank you !!
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