
I find it hard to believe, and yet, yeah, Hentairules has reached its 16th birthday. I created that blog on a 17th of December, 2006, a billion and sixteen years ago. Happy birthday, Hentairules! 
You may now think of whatever sickly joke about stuff a 16 year old can do, that would have been more problematic at a younger age, I probably thought them all already :3
My goals haven’t changed much, sharing my love of hentai with fellow degenerates, acting kinda like a curator if I feel like it, shitposting on twitter, venting about whatever stupid stuff I had in mind, after all, between hentai lovers, there’s bound to be weird tolerance, right 
Sixteen years dealing with weird people like you reading this post, I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, it’s precious to me, thank you for having been, and being there, guys
Hugs and all!
Still… Shiiiit it’s been a long year for me.
Family almost exploding by accident or by mental breakdown a pair of times, finding myself a temporary foster parent, work earning less than before but I’m 1000% into imposter syndrome and feel horrible whenever I send a resume…
And any time I look at a calendar I wonder how many hours of sleep I could squeeze in all that mess – not enough.
Hentai, my best mental crutch after my wife and kids, has suffered greatly, there just aren’t enough hours in a day and, when there are, I have less privacy than before and I can’t do my stuff whenever I wanted (private anecdote, that also means less faps, I’m catching up in 2023, my body is ready), so I can’t spend as much time as I need with hentai too. TL;DR my mental health has taken a toll, I look forward to 2023 with great hopes.
And yet, I’ve seen others having it worse, I can keep with the “grin and bear” for however long it takes, so, eh, let’s grin and bear for a wee longer ^^
Take care, folks 