To everyone who stayed, left, or somehow found their way back here—
It's been years since I last wrote on this account, and in those years, I've changed in more ways than I could have imagined.
With that, I want to share a decision I've made. My unfinished series will remain unfinished.
Those stories were written by a younger version of me—a girl who believed in fantasies, fairytales, and the kind of love that could conquer anything. They were born from innocence, boundless imagination, and a passion that first taught me how to dream through words. I'll always treasure them because they're where my journey as a writer began.
But time has a way of reshaping both people and the stories they wish to tell.
The person holding the pen today sees the world differently. Life has welcomed me into perspectives I never knew before, and with them came stories rooted not only in imagination, but also in lived experiences, quiet realizations, growth, and the beauty of imperfect realities.
Instead of trying to become the writer I once was, I've chosen to embrace the writer I've become.
My old works will always symbolize my innocence and youthful passion. The ones I'll write from here on will reflect my growth, maturity, and the countless perspectives life has entrusted me with.
To everyone who waited despite my silence, thank you. I hope you'll stay a little longer and walk with me into this new chapter.
This isn't just my return.
It's a new beginning.
Sincerely,
estreeilya.
P.S. I'm still figuring out what story I want to tell first, so it may take weeks—or even months—before I publish anything. For now, I simply wanted you to know that I'm considering writing again, and that, somehow, this is my first step back home.
