MikeysUnicorns

In the last month I've come to realise I probably could survive on my own. The only issue would be remembering to actually buy my food and eat it coz I'd just forget that's even a priority

MikeysUnicorns

Hi!
          
          Ok, so...I'm back...
          
          Basically, I took a break due to college, and I got a job, and I sort of slightly but not fully grew out of MCR. I also had no ideas for Lola Way. 
          
          I've decided to come back to edit The Other Child and to finish Lola Way. I don't know if I will be back fully. I do work 20 hours a week so I'm not always available to write so it might take a while

Bruhboi8275

Why is that when I click on a chapter on one of your fanfiction, it says it doesn't exist. WTH

Bruhboi8275

Don't worry. It was a problem in Wattpad's system  actually and they fixed it
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MikeysUnicorns

@Bruhboi8275 omg sorry it's taken so long for me to see this! I took a break off this account! But my stories should still be here. What one was it?
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MikeysUnicorns

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          I thought 2019 would be a good year. Last year was a good year. A lot of good things happened last year, so many good memories. I managed to get my mental health back on track. I was a lot happier. I came out of my shell a little bit. Sure, there were bad days or weeks, but overall life was pretty good.
          
          So far, this year sucks. It seems like everything is going downhill for me.
          
          You may have noticed the increased amount of stories I've uploaded. That's my anxiety acting up. Originally, I thought it was the, "fuck it," attitude I had last year but it's not. I'm unpublishing a few of them now because it's too much. 
          
          The reason I've been posting a lot of stories is due to one thing; I feel like I'm not doing enough. I feel like I'm boring. I need to get things out there. That's another reason why, when I do write something cool and something a lot of people seem to like, I finish writing it within a few weeks or months and it's completed at only 500 reads. I need to get things out there. I feel like if I don't then it's boring waiting around for the next upload. 
          
          I just feel like I'm not doing enough.

MikeysUnicorns

My need to write and get all this stuff out there and on here is becoming obsessive. God, I prioritise writing over college work sometimes, and I shouldn't, but I do. I mean, I still get all my college work done in time so it's not bad. But I make writing my main priority. Because it's my job. I don't make money, but it's still my job. 
            
            It's not the only thing I'm obsessing over right now. Another thing for the past few weeks, almost a whole entire month, is exercise. Losing weight. Going on a diet. 
            
            My family and friends are concerned about me because I'm not eating enough. I'm calorie counting, you see. And because of that I'm being strict on what I can eat and when I can eat it. I started crying earlier because I had a McDonald's. I felt bad for it. I started getting upset because I didn't walk half-an-hour/forty-five minutes to a further away bus stop. I just about passed out on the way home because I had only had a Wheatobix On The Go drink and a McDonald's. 
            
            Because of me constantly saying to myself, "You need to write," and, "You're fat so exercise and lose weight," it is, of course, taking its toll on my mental health. 
            
            Let's shove that to the side and talk about something else. It's not cheery.
            
            I'm losing hope. 
            
            I can't tell you how many times I've said to myself so far this year that I'm better off dead. No one would care if I was dead. I've said that to myself too many times so far since New year. I'm giving up on everything I've ever wanted to do. I feel like, at this rate and with some of the things going on both at college, at home/with family, or just with me in general, there's no point on continuing on. I feel like I'm running down a path with no end; I'm never going to get to where I want to go.
            
            Basically what I'm trying to say is if you don't hear from me on here for a while, I'm trying to get back to "my old self," whatever the hell that is. I've forgotten who I normally am after so long of battling anxiety and depression.
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