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Hi everybody, itās been 2 years. Iām still alive and I hope those of you that remain here are well <3
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In talking to a friend about an old one shot I wrote I had to log back in here.
Hi everybody, itās been 2 years. Iām still alive and I hope those of you that remain here are well <3
Farewell and then some
I donāt think Iām coming back here. If I ever do it wonāt be here like this. I donāt know but I just canāt see myself returning.
When I started writing Tink, I was a year out of high school and admittedly I was really in a rough place. I didnāt have many friends and felt really isolated from my real life. I struggled for years irl to feel like anything I was doing mattered or like I even had a future after college. I feel like I was being crushed under the weight of my own lack of an existence. I felt like a ghost that couldāve vanished and nobody really wouldāve noticed. I remember a conversation with my dad where he told me that he didnāt think Iād ever even go to university because Iād fallen into such a hole. But it was that day that I decided I couldnāt be in that rut anymore. It was probably the hardest thing Iād ever done but within the following few weeks Iād applied to university and prayed that I could prove him wrong. I did and that was probably the beginning of the end for me here, three years ago.
I got to university and I made friends and for the first time in my life I feelā¦good? Like, in my brain? Sure I still obviously have depression and my anxiety is never gonna fuckin go away but I am finally in control. That feeling has been such a weight off my shoulders. I have group(s) of friends, Iām busy all the time and when I write itās because Iām so genuinely full of muse and excitement that it happens in an organic way that it really hasnāt in a number of years now. If Iām being honest, a lot of my writing here for a number of years has been peppered with anxiety about maintaining a constant reputation, doing everything just so so that nobody can ever be mad at me and when I fuck up, it stays as far back in the background as I can keep it. I canāt live like that, nor do I want to. I have likeā¦real shit to worry about. I finally feel like I can be me in a way that I donāt think I ever have been in my entire life. I have friends that respect I need my downtime but always extend the invitation anyways and itās helped me to actually get out more. Iāve had to become self sufficient and it took a lot of help but I got there eventually with help from a new therapist I got when I got to school.
Tumblr has a place in my life and in shaping who I have become today and thatās not something I regret. I donāt know if Iād be here to say goodbye if it werenāt for the friends that Iāve made since I got here. They of course, need no mention because they know who they are. I hope to keep in touch with a lot of people after this gets posted, everybody here still means so much to me. Iām not always the best at communicating but itās never for a lack of missing the people I care about most. Tumblr kept me on this planet long enough to get me out the other side of this ugly tunnel. Maybe it will again someday, maybe it wonāt. But I finally feel like I am moving forward and thatās good enough for now.
At the risk of being sappy, thanks for sticking around if you read this and thank you even more if youāve been following me the last 6 years. I wish you all the best, even the people that I no longer speak to for better or worse. I still rp off tumblr and my discord is posted here if you ever want to drop a line. Tink is still around too, and every other character Iāve ever written since I got here. I also still have a personal Iām down to pass around on request, itās kind of a mesh of whatever Iām watching and itās a tagless mess so request at your own risk.
Anyways, this is goodbye. Thanks tumblr, you stupid terrible website.
My name is Jenna, Iām about to graduate college and it has been an honor writing with you all.
Farewell and then some
I donāt think Iām coming back here. If I ever do it wonāt be here like this. I donāt know but I just canāt see myself returning.
When I started writing Tink, I was a year out of high school and admittedly I was really in a rough place. I didnāt have many friends and felt really isolated from my real life. I struggled for years irl to feel like anything I was doing mattered or like I even had a future after college. I feel like I was being crushed under the weight of my own lack of an existence. I felt like a ghost that couldāve vanished and nobody really wouldāve noticed. I remember a conversation with my dad where he told me that he didnāt think Iād ever even go to university because Iād fallen into such a hole. But it was that day that I decided I couldnāt be in that rut anymore. It was probably the hardest thing Iād ever done but within the following few weeks Iād applied to university and prayed that I could prove him wrong. I did and that was probably the beginning of the end for me here, three years ago.
I got to university and I made friends and for the first time in my life I feelā¦good? Like, in my brain? Sure I still obviously have depression and my anxiety is never gonna fuckin go away but I am finally in control. That feeling has been such a weight off my shoulders. I have group(s) of friends, Iām busy all the time and when I write itās because Iām so genuinely full of muse and excitement that it happens in an organic way that it really hasnāt in a number of years now. If Iām being honest, a lot of my writing here for a number of years has been peppered with anxiety about maintaining a constant reputation, doing everything just so so that nobody can ever be mad at me and when I fuck up, it stays as far back in the background as I can keep it. I canāt live like that, nor do I want to. I have likeā¦real shit to worry about. I finally feel like I can be me in a way that I donāt think I ever have been in my entire life. I have friends that respect I need my downtime but always extend the invitation anyways and itās helped me to actually get out more. Iāve had to become self sufficient and it took a lot of help but I got there eventually with help from a new therapist I got when I got to school.
Tumblr has a place in my life and in shaping who I have become today and thatās not something I regret. I donāt know if Iād be here to say goodbye if it werenāt for the friends that Iāve made since I got here. They of course, need no mention because they know who they are. I hope to keep in touch with a lot of people after this gets posted, everybody here still means so much to me. Iām not always the best at communicating but itās never for a lack of missing the people I care about most. Tumblr kept me on this planet long enough to get me out the other side of this ugly tunnel. Maybe it will again someday, maybe it wonāt. But I finally feel like I am moving forward and thatās good enough for now.
At the risk of being sappy, thanks for sticking around if you read this and thank you even more if youāve been following me the last 6 years. I wish you all the best, even the people that I no longer speak to for better or worse. I still rp off tumblr and my discord is posted here if you ever want to drop a line. Tink is still around too, and every other character Iāve ever written since I got here. I also still have a personal Iām down to pass around on request, itās kind of a mesh of whatever Iām watching and itās a tagless mess so request at your own risk.
Anyways, this is goodbye. Thanks tumblr, you stupid terrible website.
My name is Jenna, Iām about to graduate college and it has been an honor writing with you all.
Farewell and then some
I donāt think Iām coming back here. If I ever do it wonāt be here like this. I donāt know but I just canāt see myself returning.
When I started writing Tink, I was a year out of high school and admittedly I was really in a rough place. I didnāt have many friends and felt really isolated from my real life. I struggled for years irl to feel like anything I was doing mattered or like I even had a future after college. I feel like I was being crushed under the weight of my own lack of an existence. I felt like a ghost that couldāve vanished and nobody really wouldāve noticed. I remember a conversation with my dad where he told me that he didnāt think Iād ever even go to university because Iād fallen into such a hole. But it was that day that I decided I couldnāt be in that rut anymore. It was probably the hardest thing Iād ever done but within the following few weeks Iād applied to university and prayed that I could prove him wrong. I did and that was probably the beginning of the end for me here, three years ago.
I got to university and I made friends and for the first time in my life I feel...good? Like, in my brain? Sure I still obviously have depression and my anxiety is never gonna fuckin go away but I am finally in control. That feeling has been such a weight off my shoulders. I have group(s) of friends, Iām busy all the time and when I write itās because Iām so genuinely full of muse and excitement that it happens in an organic way that it really hasnāt in a number of years now. If Iām being honest, a lot of my writing here for a number of years has been peppered with anxiety about maintaining a constant reputation, doing everything just so so that nobody can ever be mad at me and when I fuck up, it stays as far back in the background as I can keep it. I canāt live like that, nor do I want to. I have like...real shit to worry about. I finally feel like I can be me in a way that I donāt think I ever have been in my entire life. I have friends that respect I need my downtime but always extend the invitation anyways and itās helped me to actually get out more. Iāve had to become self sufficient and it took a lot of help but I got there eventually with help from a new therapist I got when I got to school.
Tumblr has a place in my life and in shaping who I have become today and thatās not something I regret. I donāt know if Iād be here to say goodbye if it werenāt for the friends that Iāve made since I got here. They of course, need no mention because they know who they are. I hope to keep in touch with a lot of people after this gets posted, everybody here still means so much to me. Iām not always the best at communicating but itās never for a lack of missing the people I care about most. Tumblr kept me on this planet long enough to get me out the other side of this ugly tunnel. Maybe it will again someday, maybe it wonāt. But I finally feel like I am moving forward and thatās good enough for now.
At the risk of being sappy, thanks for sticking around if you read this and thank you even more if youāve been following me the last 6 years. I wish you all the best, even the people that I no longer speak to for better or worse. I still rp off tumblr and my discord is posted here if you ever want to drop a line. Tink is still around too, and every other character Iāve ever written since I got here. I also still have a personal Iām down to pass around on request, itās kind of a mesh of whatever Iām watching and itās a tagless mess so request at your own risk.
Anyways, this is goodbye. Thanks tumblr, you stupid terrible website.
My name is Jenna, Iām about to graduate college and it has been an honor writing with you all.
Yes so idk what is wrong with me, I want to be on here but every time I look at my dash I just feel exhausted. Iāve been writing Tink off tumblr for some time now and I think for the foreseeable future thatās where weāre gonna be. I donāt think Iām ready to say goodbye here but I guess just consider this an indefinite hiatus.
If you would like to add my discord I am more than happy to write over there, in fact at this point I prefer it.
Yes so idk what is wrong with me, I want to be on here but every time I look at my dash I just feel exhausted. Iāve been writing Tink off tumblr for some time now and I think for the foreseeable future thatās where weāre gonna be. I donāt think Iām ready to say goodbye here but I guess just consider this an indefinite hiatus.
If you would like to add my discord I am more than happy to write over there, in fact at this point I prefer it.
Yes so idk what is wrong with me, I want to be on here but every time I look at my dash I just feel exhausted. Iāve been writing Tink off tumblr for some time now and I think for the foreseeable future thatās where weāre gonna be. I donāt think Iām ready to say goodbye here but I guess just consider this an indefinite hiatus.
If you would like to add my discord I am more than happy to write over there, in fact at this point I prefer it.
Yes so idk what is wrong with me, I want to be on here but every time I look at my dash I just feel exhausted. Iāve been writing Tink off tumblr for some time now and I think for the foreseeable future thatās where weāre gonna be. I donāt think Iām ready to say goodbye here but I guess just consider this an indefinite hiatus.
If you would like to add my discord I am more than happy to write over there, in fact at this point I prefer it.
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this is a v tentative starter call !!
this is a v tentative starter call !!
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