Holy crow.
I decided to scroll through my account for no particular reason and discovered HISTORY. Geeeeez HAHAHA! I have been posting on Wattpad since at least October 2014. In that time, I have tried to abandon this account once or twice and created at least four accounts (to my knowledge). That’s crazy.
I rediscovered all the books I once made and for some of them I even posted their title. [Un]Fortunately, I deleted those lost fanfics long, long ago. I’m sure there wasn’t an option back then to simply un-publish them the way that there is now.
It’s all so funny to me. I plan on posting my first original story here soon and I am hoping to gain some recognition. I’m just not sure how I feel about anyone and everyone being able to see all the cringe things I posted as a 11-16 year old on here. That just comes with the territory, I suppose! Because there is no way I am deleting any of those old posts on my wall. I cling on to the past tightly.
There was a time when I was hardcore into fandoms. There was a time where I had several, several online friends. There was a time where I used to write fanfics constantly, and where I used to post to Instagram regularly on my fandom account. I was once immature, ship-crazy, and way too open about my every thought and emotion. I don’t necessarily want to share that with the world, but I don’t want to erase it to be forgotten. That’s why I appreciate the archive feature on Instagram.
Sorry for the long, drawn out post LOL. After acknowledging my wall, I do feel better. It’s also nice to look back and see how I used to type, speak, and think. I’m happy that I can still access this account on this silly website/app. Anyways!
Love all y’all who stuck around to read this!