6 years later...
I'm not sure if anyone will see this, but for those who do...thank you so much and also, i'm so sorry.
*I'm about to talk about some topics that people may find triggering so please, if the topics of depression/eating disorders and anxiety triggers you then please don't read 3*
I was writing this story before and after uni, and i suddenly stopped without letting any of you guys know. All I can do is apologise. Life got pretty tough, before and during uni I developed an eating disorder and was nearly hospitalised. I hardly had any energy for anything, and thus I didn't have energy for writing. I spent the last six years focusing on my degree and getting better. I recovered and got my degree. I don't want to go too much into detail but I also suffered with depression, and now I still don't have motivation for a lot of things that I previously enjoyed. I've started counselling and I really want to try and gain back parts of myself and things that I used to enjoy doing. I really missed writing this story, and hearing from you lovely readers who enjoyed it.
This isn't me trying to excuse my silence or an attempt for sympathy - I just wanted to give you insight into why my communication was poor.
If anyone is at all interested, let me know if you would like me to carry on this story. I do however appreciate this is 6 years later, and completely understand if you aren't 3
