To Be Depressed

Apologies Are Like Gold Dust

I'm sorry I've been away for a while. I've been writing my fanfiction stories - I know a lot of you would have come from there - so it's not like I left completely. But this story took a backseat. After two individuals commenting on various chapters yesterday to get their friend to read it, I remembered why I wrote this story in the first place.

For you.

I write for you, to help you. That's the only reason I write at all - my fanfictions included. The fanfictions include all the issues mentioned in this book and are only fanfictions because fanfictions get more reads, so would reach a bigger audience.

I write about what I write about to help others, to spread awareness and to provide support. I get messages often from people who read my work and need someone to talk to.

But I know that not everyone will have the courage to message me, although I promise I don't bite.

That's another reason I started this book in particular. It means you can have help, without having to ask for it.

I can't provide you with that if I'm not updating. So I'm very sorry about that.

This chapter isn't like the others, because it's completely me having a proper convention with you, as I would if we were messaging.

It's mostly an apology.

I'm sorry I was gone.

But I'm back now, I hope.

Forgive me?

Apologies are like gold dust, are to find but worth the world.