I’ve been sad for a while. It really sucks when the people ypu expect to listen, well, do not. It’s disappointing, but I’ve come to realize they don’t owe me anything.
So several tears, panic attacks, and breakdowns later, I poured all of my attention in working and writing my first ever story, The Risk. I think I’ve succeeded into transforming my sadness into something I will be proud of when I look back. As of now, I have 10 chapters with a combined 80 reads. That’s a milestone for me.
I’m really thankful for the reads and comments, especially to @estheticrebel. The comments really make me happy as a writer.
So this is just me letting you know you should continue writing even though you’re the only audience you know. Just let it all out. Make your stories your safe space. I hope you’ll all be okay if ever you’re going through something.
Someone above loves you.
Thank you for reading my work! I appreciate it.