Hey, my loves!
I just wanted to come out and finally tell you all where I'm at in life.
I started writing and gaining readers here in high school. I was deep in a creative hyperfixation for years, but eventually I hit burnout. My ability to focus and passion for writing slowly drained over time.
Now I’m 25. My brain is more developed. I’m in a better space mentally. But when I read back over my old work here… It’s hard. I love the plots. But the writing itself? The execution? It’s just not something I’m proud of anymore.
The only story I’ve consistently worked on lately is my Supernatural fanfic, and that’s because I completely revamped it. I’ve thought about coming out with new content, but every time I think about it, I feel awful that guys are still hanging onto unfinished stories. Then I start beating myself up. Then I spiral. It’s been a vicious cycle of guilt and self-loathing for a while now.
I’ve even considered deleting this page and starting fresh under a new name… but I couldn’t. You guys have been part of this journey with me for too long for me to do that
So here’s where I’m at:
If you’re cool with revamps/revisions, I’m down. I can’t do everything at once; it would take time. But if that’s something you still want from me, I’d love to rebuild slowly. And if you’re over it, I totally understand that, too.
Life has been a mess. I’ve been a mess. And I honestly hate that for all of us. But I appreciate you for being here. I’m not looking for sympathy, I'm just being real.