know I have disappointed you all, and honestly, I’m truly sorry for that.
I can’t even explain it properly anymore. The disappointment has settled so deep within me, and the demotivation keeps eating away at everything inside. It feels like I’m running a race where everyone else has a cheat code, and my own morals are the only thing stopping me from using one too.
Writing has always been one of the happiest parts of my life. Being an author, even on a small scale, meant so much to me. I looked forward to every vote, every comment, every message from you all. Reading your words gave me a kind of love and comfort I never thought I’d find here.
But lately, I’ve genuinely found myself thinking about stopping altogether. Leaving Bound by Destiny midway.
Even the project I was once so excited about, Sadashiv and Chandrapushpa’s story, now feels like a distant and fading dream.
What I’ve lost recently has broken me in ways I never expected. And I never thought I’d allow myself to be this vulnerable in front of strangers, but somehow, over this past year, you all stopped feeling like strangers. You became family to me.
Maybe the right thing is to say goodbye instead of keeping you all waiting endlessly. Or maybe I’m just scared of letting go of something I love so much. Truthfully, I don’t know anymore. I’m standing at a point in my life where I genuinely can’t tell which path I should take.
I love you all with everything I have to give. I never wanted to hurt or disappoint any of you, and I still don’t want to let go either.
Take care, buddies.
Sincerely hoping our paths cross again soon.
Please have it in your hearts to forgive me.
