I owe everyone an apology.
I haven't been on Wattpad in months. Okay, maybe on my main account I've logged on and read a few stories. I just suddenly got writer's block and trying to write so often was really doing a number on me. I was super stressed and trying to work things out, but that still isn't an excuse for not even logging on.
I now offer a few more excuses and hope that you can forgive me for my inactiveness.
Between the time that I published the first chapter of this story and now, I have moved twice. The first time was temporary, and it was only because we were homeless and needed a place to stay before the big move. Now, I just got here a few weeks ago, but I've been stressing about this move for months on end. Ever since our first house sold, and even before that. I've been worrying about this for over a year. When it finally happened, I was quite the emotional wreck inside, though I tried not to show it lest I worry my family. I used to live in the western United States, and I have moved across the ocean to Europe. To a country of which I do not speak the language. I found that I had a lot of time on my hands. People suggested that I write, and I've longed to, but I couldn't bring myself to sit down and log on for fear of what everyone thinks of me.
So here I am, swallowing my fears and saying it outright. I am so sincerely sorry, my dear readers, for my absence and disregard of you. I don't know how I can ever make it up to you. I don't even know if I can return to my story. I will try. I have nothing better to do with my time.
I hope that you can forgive me. At least those of you who are still around.