I’ll keep this brief since I don’t think very many people care at this point. I wasn’t sleeping, I wasn’t eating well, I was suffering from near constant anxiety attacks, I was losing friends and I let my grades slip. Instead of ignoring what was bothering me I decided to grow up and face it. I deleted all my stories and commissioned art off my computer, so unless someone archived my stuff it’s gone for good, in conclusion just forget I ever existed, I was never anything special.
I wish I could have been less of a drama queen about all of this,
thanks for your time