Ok, I know I haven't updated in what has seemed like a million years, and for a while this probably seemed like an abandoned fic. But it's just that over the past while I've been trying to sort out shit in my head and I was kind of falling apart physically and mentally almost as bad as Will has been throughout this story. But I'm just gonna say that my girlfriend (idk if she wants tagged) has basically done for me what Dipper is doing for Will in the chapters after this. How over this time she's helped my anxiety-ridden, schizophrenic, tourettes-having, dysphoric ass out of the hell I'd fallen into I'll never know, and I will always love her for it. I also want to use this to say to the small amount of people who might stumble along this book, that if she can deal with me and help me, then if there's anything that you're dealing with there will always be someone in the world who can get you out of it.
But enough about my shitty mental state, I'm just going to again say sorry for not updating this and I am going to write at least a chapter of this after I upload whatever mess this is of a chapter
