I couldn’t do the bubbline story anymore. I hate the writing. It was a mess and didn’t line up in so many places.
Then being accused of queer baiting or glorifying illnesses, illnesses that I suffer from and write about from MY OWN EXPERIENCE, to have people who I don’t know policing how I should write about it.
I deleted it. My writing was my safe space. It was where I could vent. Where I didn’t feel judged, where I had a voice. And I’m a sensitive crybaby, I can’t handle people reading the first chapter of my work and telling me I’m queer baiting. Or reading about the illnesses in my work and telling me I have no idea what I’m talking about or I’m portraying it wrong.
I portrayed my experiences into Marceline and I regret it immensely now. I don’t know if I’ll get back into writing. Im kind of turned off from the whole thing right now. Sorry guys.