I don’t understand why you think you get to have an opinion on how I should feel when you haven’t been in my shoes. You read, you get attached, and that’s completely valid. But I’m the one who gets attached, writes, edits, overthinks, and lives through every chapter. I’m the one carrying the emotional weight of it all.
I am one who created them and they are constantly in my mind so my attachment is way more than any of yours.
I didn’t start writing on Wattpad for fame, numbers, or validation. I started because writing gave me peace. It was my therapy. Lately, though, it hasn’t felt like therapy it’s felt like pressure. Pressure to update. Pressure to satisfy expectations. Pressure about plot twists and endings.
I accept criticism genuinely. But there’s a difference between criticism and taunts. If you speak with respect, I will always listen with respect. Please don’t assume I’m “affected” by words or that I’m shutting down the book because of people. I stepped back for my own mental peace.
Wattpad used to feel like home. Right now, it feels like an office with deadlines.
I understand you’re attached. I understand your curiosity. But from the beginning, I said no spoilers. And if an author is repeatedly ignoring questions about the ending, staying silent about it maybe that silence is the answer. Sometimes taking a hint is part of respecting boundaries.
It might seem childish to you that I’m reacting this way. But you don’t know me. You don’t know my life outside this platform. I’m a university student managing responsibilities, and I was still updating almost three times a week. For what? Because I cared.
Please stop blaming others or creating unnecessary fights. And please don’t ask me to republish the book. There are plenty of stories with happy endings you’re free to read those.
I’m choosing what’s best for my peace. That’s all.
