I know most people who see this might scroll past,maybe even wonder who I am. It’s been more than a year, after all. No updates. No messages. No explanations. I disappeared.
I left this space as a teenager, and now I return as an adult,still here, still drawn to this little world that once meant everything to me.
The past year? It was… a whirlwind. College hit like a monsoon,sudden, overwhelming, and relentless. New faces. New routines. A schedule so packed I could barely find time to breathe. Amidst the chaos, I lost something precious,my writing.
The one thing that used to bring me peace,alongside drawing,faded into silence. I convinced myself I wasn’t good enough. That maybe I never was. That maybe those old stories were a fluke. But the truth was simpler: I was just trying to survive. Trying to adjust. Trying to fit in.
And somewhere between midnight assignments and early morning lectures, I realized something, I missed me. I missed the part of me that told stories, that created characters, that lived in fictional worlds where anything was possible.
So here I am ,third year, slightly more grown-up, and still hopelessly in love with books. (My friends have officially surrendered to my obsession I’ve somehow built a mini library in my hostel room with all the books they’ve gifted me and the ones I couldn’t resist buying.)
And in the quiet moments ,between the madness, I began writing again. A story I’d been dreaming of for almost two years finally found its voice. Not fanfiction this time. Not SidNeet, though they’ll always have a special place in my heart. This is something else. Something entirely mine.
The words exceeded lol
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