I give up · 10:35pm May 29th, 2015
I don't know what I keep doing wrong. I can't write, and I can't find an editor who will give me the time. I'm just going to go back to lurking and practicing bad calligraphy.
I don't know why negative feedback and insults bother me-- especially when someone is following a story of mine and gives me several reasons he quit following it, leaving me with pity and a good word. I shouldn't take it personally, but I do. I complain about the heat, when I should have gotten out of the kitchen a long time ago.
I know it's cowardly, but there's no point in continuing. I've lost my touch, I can't plan what I'm doing, my attempt at fetish fuel creeped people out (its feedback hurt worse than pity), and any further endeavor is only going to give me more pain. I had to fight the urge to kill myself for a few hours after how I was received in my last story. I shouldn't have even tried.
Tomorrow I'm going to cut off Preserved to before it started going downhill, leave the other chapters there as memory of why it went wrong, and delete everything else.
yeah please don't quite I love your stories man.
if it means anything I think all of your stories are great
if you want I could try editing your stories?