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Overcoming Schizophrenia Blog's New Look

I changed the layout for this blog, because it needed something different; before it was all black. How do you like the new style? Be honest, and offer suggestions.

I don't want/I will not go back to the old style because it seemed a little gloomy, and that is not the image I want to promote for this blog. To me this blog is a place to learn about interesting facts about schizophrenia. It is also a place to network with family members, friends, and persons with a mental illness, or anyone interested in learning more about the illness.

Comments

Laura said…
I like the new look!
I love it! The colours are great!
Anonymous said…
Ashley

I glad you stopped by my site. You sound like you have a really good head on your shoulders and are very aware of the road you need to follow to live a normal life in the midst of confusion. Honestly, I sometimes feel that either I'm totally nuts or the rest of the world must be...I think it's hard to exist and be completely balanced and sane in the world we live in today. So always remember, you are not alone. We each must do the best we can to enrich our lives in the best way we know how. I will be checking back to your posts to see how you are doing!....Kat
Chris said…
Hi Ahsley,

Great new layout!

Cheers,
Chris
Ashley Smith said…
Thank you for your feedback!

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