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Haha y'all still remember this bitch? If you do Hellooo!

So I wanna explain why I stopped writing or paused rather? Months ago, the pandemic really affected me.

The constant anxiety got me, my traumas that I tried my hardest to suppressed came in the surface, slapping me with it. It was hard yes, it still is. Luckily I have a friend who's friends with a psychologist, that psychologist and I became friends and they both helped me.

If you're thinking of PTSD you're right, my consecutive breakdowns are worst. So many bad thoughts pushed me to do things, which I fought and stopped, I'm not self harming anymore.

I also lost some friends because of it, due to these events and nightmares, my hands are full and couldn't even write anymore. I realized that this wouldn't go away easily and I just have to live with it, learn how to cope.

Yes, I'm back.

Would any of you likes to read this fic still? I'll continue this and so is the other book.

-r

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