Moving on

Hi.

This is my first time logging onto Fimfiction in over a year, and it's safe to say by now there's few, if any, things I miss about it. The majority of new content is still shit. Most of the userbase is still shit (and possibly younger than the median age a year ago). The layout has become some unsightly "modern" web interface that's even more shit than the "2.1" change was back when it was implemented. It's a mess, overall, and I'm unsure as to why. But that's not the point of my post.

I stopped being involved with pony things around one year and six months ago, give or take a few weeks. That's not to say my interest immediately stopped, rather, it slowly faded over time to the point where I just didn't care anymore. I still used the site. I still checked up on new stories and the School for New Writers and I was still involved with the community, because I actually wanted to help people. It felt like I was doing something useful with my time.

Now, I don't think I could ever feel like that again. I'm generally apathetic about what I used to consider the most fun parts of my life: writing, editing, gaming, socializing among other actions. I'm not really content with doing any of those things anymore. Therefore, I've decided it's best for me to move on – move on from Fimfiction, the Internet, maybe even life or something. I've stopped caring.

I realize now it's kind of silly to make a "goodbye" post after being gone for over fifty-two weeks, but I feel like it's time to close up some loose ends and give some sort of closure to this, to anyone who may stumble upon my profile in the future. So, um, I can't make my grand disappearance without doing it properly.

To everyone from the School for New Writers, thank you for putting up with my shit. Thank you for reading my lectures. Thank you for giving me a chance to edit your stories.
To everyone else who's found my work and considered it good, thank you too.
To the authors, whose works I ripped through, and took my advice to heart, thank you as well. I really mean it, from the bottom of my heart. There isn't much I can say that to any more, not without lying.

To Goldy, if you're reading this, I'm sorry. I don't know what I did, but I'm sorry.

All right, I think that covers everything. If I've missed anything, I might update this page in the next few hours or something, but I'll change my password and email to some gibberish in short time so I can truly move on. In truth, without this site, I probably wouldn't even be alive to type something like this. So, for the third time – and this time, I really mean it – thank you all. Goodbye.

(I'll be leaving my account, stories, comments, groups, and posts up. I'm not going to try and pretend nothing I said ever happened. That said, to anyone who might have known or did know about my social media profiles, please don't try to contact me on them anymore. The Internet isn't as big of a part of my life as it used to be, and I don't want to spend my time on it reflecting on something I want to separate myself from. I also won't be linking any future accounts I make on other sites here – consider my page to be an enigma, of sorts.)