That awkward moment when you're new-ish and have to do your intro post again. So here's my norm-accepted intro!

The struggle is real. I need to start writing.

It's been about three weeks since I've started posting. I haven't posted often enough (more like once in every 5-7 days) but it's mostly because I've gotten lost (or immersed in - take your pick) trying to find out what I could about how the steemit ecosystem worked. By doing so, I found out that my original intro could be viewed as shady. Yup! Apparently, I could be a bot posting (or not) away in the platform. And now I can hear a high-pitched voice in my head saying: Don't forget the picture! Even if it's a few days old. ahem ahem

So, let me try this again.

My name is Kris. No, not really. But it is part of my name. I'm named a little oddly so let's just go with a portion of it for easy reference. I've already previously written about how and why I came to this platform. It's approaching TLDR-ish but if you're curious enough, good luck reading it!

I was initially unsure about a niche but found that my history covers poetry (1, 2, offsite oldies) a lot. I will keep posting poems and will also start writing stories to flex my imagination some. I did post a semi-rant/tip about stress. So if you're ever crazy... I mean bored enough to follow my journey, you'll mostly see life experiences with a mix of tips or realization, poetry, and stories. But who knows? I may just surprise you. Also, if you find the writing style varies from one post to the next, then you're right! I'm weird. Unless of course you thought it's a multiple-authored account. But nope, I'm simply unusual that way.

But wait! There's more...

You might also get to read about my permanent life-buddy Myasthenia Gravis which I've been diagnosed with about a decade ago. It's not going to be a rainbow post but hopefully, if they ever get read, it'll be a look at how a rare disorder can be such a candy. Yeah, with the diabetes you get and broken tooth and cavities and chance to choke to death. Yup, not fun at all. But it weeds out the true friends from the shi- I mean the shiny fakers. So, if you're down (or high - not judging) for that, swim the steemian ocean with me.

Still there?

I'm guessing if this ever gets read, it'll be mostly newbies reading it. Hello, new steemians! (waves frantically) Welcome to Steemit! But back to the point - mostly minnows like me. Because you've read this far, let me give you a nugget of cyber gold (advice not cryptocurrency :P). I know it's overwhelming but here's the tip I've learned: interact with other steemians and it wouldn't be so daunting to venture into this world. I found PAL and it's been adding vibrant colors to my stay thus far. I encourage you to drop by and say hi. Who knows? You could be meeting your future life-long friends there. I hang-out mostly in the #quiet-room and I've met awesome people there - @creativesoul, @discordiant, @elew, @sammosk, @ragequit - to name a few. Come stalk me there. No, I'm kidding. Stalk @sammosk or @discordiant there. They'll help you with registration and whatnot.

Why is this becoming a non-self into?!

Because I'm weird that way. Welcome to my world. Just because it seems customary, here's another picture. It was taken a month before I decided to cut my hair but hey, it's tied up there so I guess there's no difference. Excuse the lack of smile and the partial eye droop. And the bedhead. I'm ecstatic to be here but I'm Myasthenic so it's like having botox on your face without having to have needles poke you like you're a pincushion. So yes, I don't smile much but when I do, I don't. Or I look like I'm fake-smiling-it's a-pain-to-smile-at-you or like I'm about to high five your face with a steel chair. So it's a resting and smiling bitch face problem, too but I don't bite. Except when my meds are in full swing. I can smile some and not have eye droops. No, I still don't bite unless you're food. So...

TLDR?

No, way! I suck at summaries. Drop me some love? Here's a cyber fish food and let's steem on! Or it.