When I first started writing fanfiction it came from a place of love. I loved the original media so much that I couldn't help thinking about it in my spare time. I started making head cannons, drawing art. I found more head cannons and art online that inspired me more. So I started writing. And because I started writing after the first season aired, it was at the height of popularity. My fanfic took off way larger than it deserved to. But it was fun and I enjoyed the validation.
But then I started getting a lot of pushy comments. It became less of a fun thing for me and more of a trying to get content out. My chapter length dropped. The quality took a nose-dive. Thinking about it became stressful.
The final nail for me was the comments about a side character. This was also around the time I was coming to terms with my own sexuality. And I explored that thorough one of the characters that I related to. And some readers came for me. It wasn't the right kind of asexuality; it wasn't the proper definition, it was a poor representation, people aren't really like that. But that wasn't true because that was me and where I was at. Not the best feedback when you're trying to understand who you are. So between that and the forceful comments I scrubbed my works for that fandom from the internet that I am only just re-releasing today.
But the fandom is dead now, so the onslaught of feedback will be more manageable.
Thank you to all who expressed concern. I learned a lot, but I have also grown a lot. I am in a better place and much better equipped (shoutout to my therapist).
All the love,
Sukoshi Ninja
