Hello my dudes. To anyone who is actually affected, I'm not gonna be posting Inktober today.
I tried, guys, I really did. I had no motivation to write and wanted to call it hours ago. My old friendo Depression decided it was a good time to come on by, taking all the steps that I've managed to avoid for weeks. We're talking terrible trains of thought, unable to stay awake, a general feeling that there's no such thing as a good day and life is pointless, all that fun stuff. But I still tried. To write, just anything.
And I did. It's only about 500 words and the worst thing I have ever written, but I wrote it. However, there is no way that thing is seeing the light of day. I can't write anything better right now though, so that's how it's gonna be. I somehow have more pride in myself than to post that, if only just.
So yeah, don't check for an update tonight, you didn't miss it, it's just not happening. But hey, day 12 was supposed to be a free day, right? Since I'm not taking that off, just count today as mine.
Sorry to disappoint anyone, I just,,, I can't. I'll see you guys for an update tomorrow, alright? Hope your morning is way better than my day. And thank you, if you actually read my writing, for providing the smallest bit of hope into my day.