The Butterfly Effect

I'm sorry

First of all, I would like to say to EVERYONE that used to read my story that I am so sorry I have stopped putting out new chapters. I am so grateful that so many people have been reading and voting on my story.

But I'm afraid there to say that there will be no more chapters to 'The Butterfly Effect', or any of my stories for that matter. It pains me to say this, but I feel I have to at least explain why there haven't been any updates on here.

I don't want to make a big deal of it, but I hold Wattpad and it's community so close to my heart, and you all deserve to know.

To put it short: I have depression. I have been feeling this way for a very long time, years in fact, but only recently has it gotten so bad to the point where I can't leave my house, go to my college, my job, or even leave my room.

The feeling of loneliness is the main driving factor. It started when my Mom died when I was 16. She was killed on the job (she was a police officer) and that's all I know. My Dad and I rarely spoke, and he usually took me to stay with my grandparents.

I still live with them now, and I'm 20. I get harassed and bullied constantly at my job and by many family members. I feel like I am an embarrassment, a failure, someone who did nothing with their life.

Wattpad was my way of coping with my feelings, by putting out all my emotions into a character or story. Recently, I have been feeling like my life was what I wrote, I was so immersed into the world that I could create in my stories.

But life isn't just Wattpad. I have to go to college and work, and that is what broke the immersion. As soon as I left the worlds I created, I was empty, depressed, even suicidal.

I don't know if there is even a point in writing this, because soon there will be no point, but I just need to get it out there.

I need you all to know that everything that happens in life is for a reason. I love you all so much, like a family.

Goodbye, for the last time.