I am honestly so tired and exhausted with life. I don't think I'll be able to edit and revise my works. I don't think I'll ever gain back the courage and energy to re-publish my books. Heck, I don't even think I'll even have the motivation to publish original stories like I wanted to.
I'm so sorry, everyone. I think I am slowly losing my interest and passion in writing, which is honestly sad for me to admit because I always loved writing and it has always been my dream to publish my works someday.
Some things are just so unpredictable. You never truly know. I was figuring things out a year ago, and up until now, I'm still stuck in that stage—I'm still figuring stuff out. I have no idea what else to do anymore.
Maybe I will find it in me to return my works here and maybe add a few more, I don't know. For now, though, I think I'll put the pen down and close the laptop for a while.