Hello my loves
I decided that I have actually been the WORST stereotypical wattpad author on earth—you know the type. The one that updates once every, like, six months. I’m guilty as charged. Seriously, I’m not denying this because it’s 100% true. Truth be told that I’m not as committed to the fandom as I used to be. I started this fic when I was in 9th grade and honestly I had no clue what I was doing. I was going off of personal experiences but even then I feel as though what I was writing isn’t anything of interest to me now—nor does it really apply to me… Now that it’s been a couple years since I actually started this project, I’ve realized how serious these topics truly are and I’m feeling quite iffy about it all.
I just feel kinda off writing this because it’s about real people who are literally living and breathing somewhere as I write this. I have no disrespect or judgement for authors who actively write 1D fanfiction whatsoever—I used to do it on a regular basis, but my comfort levels have changed since starting this account. I feel like it’s testing some boundaries and I’m overstepping a number of them to the max…
Because there’s a few of you who actually read this and I don’t want to leave you in the dark, I’m going to do my best to complete this fic but I really can’t make any promises. I’ve contemplated many times just taking it down all together but I wouldn’t want to do that cause I’ve had a few of you say you read this a lot and it’s a comforting thing—I wouldn’t want to take that away from you guys. Anyways, I just wanted to put that disclaimer/FYI out in the open.
Hope you’re all having a wonderful time of day/night wherever you are.
-H