I know a lot of water has flowed since our last normal conversation, and even more has flowed since Sarah Heeler, but I want to say I'm sorry. But now I'm not apologizing like I did a year ago for my prank, but for wanting to annoy you. It was the desire to piss you off with their smut content that was the deciding factor in writing those cheesy smut stories. Now I'm starting to grow up and understand you. Perhaps Bluey fandom is a place where you creatively self-actualize, feel like yourself and just enjoy life. In fact, it is thanks to that drama that I still have the ground for growth. And yes, those smut stories are my most successful project at the moment, and I'm never ashamed of it. I'm ashamed of the fuel that made me write this. Now I want to say one thing: Good luck, health and inspiration to you in 2024. I hope that you won't have any more stories with angry youngsters like me in early 2022. To be honest, even though I'm ashamed of the mental fuel that energized me, it was the best time of my life, because at least I had the fuel for creativity and I had fun. But now I'm depressed, as soon as I see a low number of views on the story, I want to delete it, my self-esteem is low. I'll try to work on it. I don't want you to have to deal with this in your life. Happy 2024 and good luck to you, friend. May all your dreams come true, inspiration does not run out, and creative ideas are realized.
With deep brotherly love, Di Teufel.