I will be reposting all the stories I created. Thank God I had the presence of mind to save them somewhere else as a backup and keep copies of my work. When my account was suddenly hacked or deleted—honestly, I still don’t know what truly happened—I was at least able to safeguard the pieces of myself I poured into those stories. God has been so good to me, even in the middle of loss.
Now I’m starting from scratch—back to zero. But I believe in the power of second chances, and I believe that everything happens for a reason.
I hope my former readers will find me again. I know my sudden disappearance broke hearts, especially those who loved my works deeply. Please know that it was never my intention to leave without a word. Every message, every silent reader, every person who felt something through my writing has always meant more to me than you’ll ever know.
I love you all. Truly.
I also want to say this with sincerity: please be kind to everyone. Reporting someone’s work out of envy or the desire to take something away from them causes real pain. I pray that whoever played a part in my old account being deleted will never have to experience what I endured. Writing and reading have been my refuge—my safe place—especially during the hardest moments of my life.
When my anxiety and depression hit, writing became my comfort and my constant companion. It may seem like nothing to some, just words on a screen—but to me, it is everything. It is how I survive, how I heal, and how I continue to believe.
God bless everyone.
