I was 18 when I started this story and a lot has happened since then. When I started it I was living with a friend because I was kicked out of my house. Then 4 months after I turned 19 I moved back in with my dad. I got a job, then started going back to school for the fall semester. I've battled with depression for the past 7 years and although I haven't had to take anti depressants for 3 years, I still went through short periods where I'd feel like shit and contemplate doing hurtful things to myself. In the year that I didn't update this story I experienced many ups and downs. Now I'm proud to say that I got down to the root of many of my issues and I'm a better person because of that. I'm moving up north to live with my best friend and taking time off from school to do work and do the things that make me happy because I haven't had time to do that. I experienced bad anxiety this semester because of it. I felt lost and at one point wanted to drop out of school in the middle of the semester because of it. Don't get me wrong, I love school and I love learning. However, I don't know what I'm going to school for and and living in a toxic environment where you're constantly being told that you're not where you should be in life can get exhausting.
So I guess the point in this whole message is to tell you guys thst I didn't forget about this story. I just haven't been in the right state of mind to finish it.
I'm 21 now and my writing style has changed, therefore I'm.going to work on editing this story, then finishing it during my time off from school.
Thank you all for your patience.