This is one of the fics that were written during what I call the "Self Harm Period." My first fics were written when I was a pre-teen and they were very fluffy, funny and lighthearted much like my personality at the time. When I was thirteen the beginning of what would be a seven year personal hell began. I'm going to be perfectly honest and say that I used to cut myself doing most of these years. The "Self Harm Period," in my writing was doing the time when it was a secret. I've also been the type to say things in my writing that I can't otherwise say aloud.
I'm not leaving any of this fic up on this website although it will be archived elsewhere. The fic itself isn't terrible depression to outsiders, to me, I know exactly what I was trying to say and it is depressing, it's like a scar.