Hey. You’ve stumbled across this blog… somehow. So I’d better tell you about myself, I guess. I mean… that’s the purpose of an ‘About Me’ page, so here we go.
My name is Matt, and I’m eighteen years old. I come from Swindon, a town in Wiltshire. Probably most famous for having a massive roundabout, a shit football team and… trains. I like trains. (No Matt, that was funny about five years ago…)
So at the moment, I’m doing two A Levels at my second year of college – A2 ICT and AS Creative Writing. But I’ll be doing A2 English Language next year, which means I will be doing three years at college (sounds confusing, but for reasons of my own). Fun :/
What about my hobbies? The things I enjoy? You could argue that I don’t really have any hobbies anymore, but I guess I’m really interested in writing, going running, and reading at the moment (especially crime thrillers).
However, at this point, I have to clear the elephant in the room. You could say that things in my life aren’t exactly great at the moment. I don’t really have anything at the moment – no job, no money, no girlfriend. Nothing. Plus, I’ve had to try and be happy with myself whilst dealing with anxiety and depression. I suppose this blog kinda helps, really. It’s become my therapy over the last few months.
But that’s not why I started this blog. I started it in early 2015, with my intentions of becoming a ‘Sports Journalist’. And that’s been my plan all along, to use this blog to become a journalist at a leading newspaper, then find an amazing wife, have kids, then retire in the south of France with our very own vineyard at 65. Alright, I made that up. But the dream was there to be a journalist.
But now… I’ve started to lose all interest. The excitement that I once had is gone. And my blog changed, from writing about football and gaming to poems and my mental health. Maybe it’s all because of my depression and anxiety. I don’t know.
It just goes to show how blogs, and more importantly, people, can change over time.
So what is this blog then? I don’t know. I suppose that there might still be a glimmer of journalism. But I’ll probably do more writing. Fiction. Non-fiction. Poems. And a hell of a lot more about my mental health.
Who knows, I might be able to help others out there in the same position I was (or am). But let’s just see how it goes now.
Oh, and why is it called TheFakeScotsman, you may ask? It’s because I’m half-Scottish. It’s just a joke my secondary school friends had when Scotland had their first referendum. I guess it kinda reflects the ‘jokey’ person I once was.
I’m sorry this was a bit depressing for an ‘About Me’ page. But I guess that’s a good enough picture of my life.