Hello everyone, Tazel 'Sixpaws/Bloovoop' Tawner here.

Well, 2025 was survived. Not without some scars. The excision of a cancer of a manipulator of a perceived friend, the condition of these 'Untied' states inducing impotent anger, and the sheer number of my friends and loved ones the zeitgeist has affected - and is still affecting - so poorly. Not to mention my soulless job just to keep the lights on and food on the table, rather than doing what I used to love. My Christmas and New Years - spent alone, with a few people online I could talk to. Holidays don't mean much to me anymore.

There's always hope for improvement. The problem is my energy has been sapped to want to improve. My mind is usually filled with 'What's the point' on a repeat loop, and the terrible work hours and lack of social interaction has caused me a lot of distress. I just float from day to day it seems.

And now, I float from year to year.

Like I said, there's hope. I see my friends getting stronger, fighting the system, rising above it, and that inspires me. One day I'll get inspired enough to break the chains with which I've saddled myself. But until then, I am going to keep on, keeping on.

I will still do my Bloovoop Plays streams. That brings happiness to me and quite a few people. I'll still do my RPGs whenever I can. And I'll still be around on Discord and sometimes Telegram. Keeping an eye out for when I can interject with a hug and a comforting word or two when it's needed, or just if and when my company is desired for its own sake.

Despite 2025 making me want to throw myself off a cliff - I am still here, and maybe in 2026, I can just start building a bridge, eventually.