this has been a long time coming, honestly. i'm no longer going to update this blog, and i'd like to talk about why, and i'd like to thank a couple of people.
i started writing and posting over a year ago. i did that because i was extremely lonely. back then i didn't have any diagnosis on "what was wrong with me", a question i used to wonder daily. i do now, and i'm being treated for them.
the loneliness slowly eased, and med school picked up, and real life slowly took over all the time i'd spend online and writing. i finished my final paper and got a shining 9.9 out of 10, which is amazing. my partner is one of the most incredible people i know, and supports me daily. i have friends, now, which is... it makes me wanna cry, honestly.
my interest in writing is still there, but i have other priorities now. i am sad about having to let this go, but i think it's time.
to quote my favorite foreword (by neil gaiman and terry pratchett), "it's been fun. and it continues."
i'd like to thank meirin, rin, muji, polaris, ely, reida and especially 🍰 anon: thank you for easing my loneliness, and for befriending me. i've had a blast! and i hope to keep in touch with you, honestly. i love you guys.
and thank you to everyone who followed this blog or interacted with me in one way or another. and i'm sorry to those who were waiting for the ending of "the mess we made" - it was something i wrote on my lowest point, and i can no longer connect with it.
every time i start to feel cringe for being too deep in the hyperfixation i remember the intense depression i have waded through and have to remind myself that enjoyment is fleeting (so grab it with both hands), and life is for loving (so hold that love close), and if anyone thinks i’m cringe they must not be having a very good time (and i hope they can find a good time soon).
and a gentle reminder to take breaks, and get a snack and some water. Don’t forget to take a moment to breathe.
and if you can, try to do something nice for yourself after its all over. No matter how it turns out, you struggled and you survived so you deserve something nice :)
oh no, universe, please. don't let me want things again, i can't withstand it. something in me is undulating, restless. i have so many beautiful things and beautiful friends and all my needs are met. and still, this ache - when i get back and go to bed, she stirs in me again. not quite, she says, keep looking. you're not home yet.
quick updates: still on hiatus, still writing, STILL WORKING ON MY THESIS THAT I RECENTLY LEARNED IS ACTUALLY CALLED FINAL PAPER, and i keep forgetting i shouldn't open my twitter in public unless i wanna accidentally flash some nsfw content to the people around me
on cooler news: i have a partner now! and i saw coldplay live and i'm still not over it!
my midterms are in less than a month, and hopefully i'll have some free time before then so i can swipe the dust from this blog.
tl;dr is that i've returned to college, i have a thesis to submit (and defend, later on) and my mental health to wrestle. i will be back, i still write when i have free time, and i haven't given up on any fics.