There's this profile of witch I love. Thier stories were one of the best things I ever read. They talked me in to not giving up writing. They gave me hope and when I needed them they were there.
Now I won't say the profile's name. Because I don't wanna do that. But I came on I couldn't comment on thier stories and I wondered why. So I went to message them. I got that dreaded message. This user can't be reached by you at this time.
My heart sunk in my chest. Frist my Dad has a bad stroke. He's in a rest home for rehab and Recovery. Then Boo Boo my dash hound died. Now I'm Blocked and I just wanna give up.
It's not like any one cares anyways. Tonight not even my favorite music or shows lift my spirit. Not even writing makes me happy. Not even writing Supernatural gives me a smile.
Well I guess this is goodbye. I give up. Nothing matters anymore.
YOU ARE READING
I hate my life I got blocked by a profile I love
Non-FictionI hate my life it's true. I was blocked and I don't know why. ugh I miss commenting to them.
