I figured I might as well make it official, so … yeah. I don’t wanna write ponyfics anymore.
Now, before you get your panties in a bunch, I want to make something clear. So just hear me out.
I am not leaving the fandom. I still love MLP, I’m still looking forward to season three, I’m still following Equestria Daily. There’s no great and tragic reason for this. Nobody drove me to do it. Hell, I actually think it’s a positive thing. I just wanted to make that clear before my few (and baffling, seeing as how I’m not exactly sure what I did to garner their wrath in the first place) enemies start smugly congratulating themselves on finally ridding their precious fandom of the nuisance known as AbsoluteAnonymous.
This has nothing to do with anyone at all. Nobody did anything. I have not “given up” or “given” in or any of that depressingly hopeless stuff that occasionally drives people to quit things. Nor am I suddenly too stressed or overworked to possibly continue writing.
That all make sense to you? Good. Now let me tell you a story.
Once upon a time, I was very unhappy. That’s because my dad got arrested and I haven’t seen him in nearly a year, and it royally fucked me up. I’d go into greater detail, but that’s basically it and the rest is all boring anyway. Like I said, that happened nearly a year ago.
Fun fact: I’ve always loved writing and always will. Therefore, writing seemed like a natural outlet for me during that time. I was angry and hurt and grieving and all those horrible things that people feel when they hate the world and themselves, and I needed a way to vent. I’d only recently become a brony, but I’d been dabbling in fanfiction for about a year already; so of course I took to writing ponyfics.
I used writing as a means to express myself in a safe, comforting world with a pure, innocent setting. I felt safe writing ponyfics. With them, I was able to deal with all the shit I was going through at the time; therefore, I wrote a lot, churning out a new chapter or story once a week or so.
Yet a year has gone by, and, well … I don’t really require that kind of safety anymore. I’m happy. I actually like my life and look forward to each day. I’m smiling more. Hecjm I’m even laughing more. (I, like, never laugh. Seriously. This is a real thing.)
Ponyfics were like my therapy, but I don’t think I need the help they provide anymore. See, I used to get real therapy, and though it was a relief at first, there came a time when it wasn’t doing anything for me any longer and I realized I was done.
So there you have it. I’m done for now. I’m going to move on to other kinds of writing instead. Stories for other fandoms, maybe, or even some original fiction.
I’ll still be using the site, though. Like I said, I’m not actually leaving the fandom. I’m just done writing for it. For now, at least. I may continue posting fics later on. A oneshot or two, perhaps. But I don’t want to force myself to work unless I actually want to, so I don’t want anyone expecting anything that’s not going to happen.
My first project now is going to be answering all those fucking PMs that have built up over the past few weeks. But after that, who knows? I’ll probably still be hanging out in #fimfiction all hours of the night, so you can always find me there if you wanna chat and if I’m in the mood. I want to get caught up on my Read Later list, too, and maybe leave the occasional real review.
In closing: thanks for all your support, everyone. My first real foray into actual writing proved to be an overwhelming success. It was fun, even though this is probably the worst fandom I’ve ever been in. No offense, but you guys can be real dicks sometimes.
(I still love you, though.)
And now, please accept the happiest song in the world as a token of my appreciation and also as an indication of the kind mood I now so often find myself in.