I've come back to look back on the graveyard that is my Wattpad account after having a conversation with my sister. As I do so, I feel a sense of melancholy.
Not for the wasted potential of my works because I can admit they were all potential-less.
But for the community.
I have a lot more to say in my love letter to you, but the character count maxed out, so I put the rest in the aforementioned abandoned work.