Griff was sobbing loudly into the atmosphere, his shrill cries punching through the air until pins and needles seemed to pierce the inside flesh of his lungs. His grades were dropping, his will to live with it. He let so many people down, so much more so than he had himself. It’s been months since he last worked out. He let himself go, truthfully.
Okay, so before everyone freaks out, I am writing this as a kind of stream of consciousness, like a journal, and I need to get shit out of my brain. I do have a private one next to my bed, but I wanted to try something out. Maybe help some people understand why I am taking so FUCKING long to write. Don't be alarmed if this goes down "the rabbit hole."
Not an hour and a half ago, I got chewed out by my aunt for something, that I'll admit was rather goddamn stupid on my part. And while this was going on, I basically acted like a dog with his tail tucked between his legs and the first moment I could, I bolted back to my room and hid. 
Okay, I sort of need to vent/provide some kind of explanation for some things regarding the finale because I don't think I really expressed some things about it when I initially made a blog post looking over the finale as a whole. You've probably heard this a million times from other people and...yeah, I've got the same problems with the ending as everyone else. But the more I think about it over and over...it really pisses me off more than I previously thought.
(Note: I'm interested in reviewing films in my spare time and this is going to be a long one. In fact, it might well be Part 1 of something. But it probably won't mean much to anyone not familiar with Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens or its adaptations. In that event, maybe you're just curious about why I'm worked up, maybe you consider it justice for me defending divisive stuff like the Disney remakes or Star Wars Sequel Trilogy or maybe you are genuinely interested in Dickens in which
Hey fimfiction fam. You've probably noticed my lack of activity or stories lately. Sorry about that. It's been really hard adjusting to being back home after the best trip ever. I'm essentially crashing from the high and have been for the past week or so, so even little things have been really overwhelming. I wanted to just vent about this a while, so If you aren't into bitching, don't read on.
Hola, Fimfiction. Short time, no see.
wednesday has become a cursed day again
this bitch going to hell in 3 hours :'D
I probably have mentioned it before, and it is a topic I purposely avoid for certain reasons, but I do have dreams. Not the kind I'd like, but ones that either rub me the wrong way or they rattle an emotion deep inside of me that I try to block out. These dreams aren't nightmares, full of scary things that'll make anybody scream and want to hide in their sheets, but rather the opposite. They stir up strong anxiety instead of true fear.
Well, once again, I entered a writing contest, and would you look at that? Not one single mention of my story. I don't know why, it might be because it was rated Teen when most of the others were Mature. Maybe I'm not as good of a writer as I thought I was. Or maybe I shouldn't even bother writing stories for contests.
Got to 3400 words for next chapter. Would have written more if my night didn't turn into a mess.
I guess anger is like other feelings. It's not about having them, it's what you do with them. - Autumn Blaze
This episode got very special to me, a gift in times where I need it most.
It contains two very important lessons:
Getting angry and letting out your anger in controlled ways is not wrong.
and
You can only have positive feelings if you have negative feelings as well.
So, first, sorry that this isn't about writing. I know that many here wait for updates on my stories and some recent events make it increasingly difficult to get back into a proper writing schedule, but these updates will come as I am slowly getting things back in order. For now, I need to speak about a few things and say a few things that are important for me to say and, frankly, have always been important to say.
This year was supposed to be a big comeback year for me as a pony author, after the last two thirds of 2017 were mostly a disaster and 2018 and 2019 were overall very disorganized messes for my writing, because of the event from the beginning of 2017 (which I still can't tell you details about, sorry for being vague) and the huge aftermath of that event that left me in a mentally compromised state of existing, all of which affected my writing output and also my writing skill. Now, as the year
tw: self hate, anxiety, nightmares, mild suicidal thoughts
Hi all.
I've been giving it some thought and, while 2019 hasn't been bad for me at all (Difficult certainly but nothing really that bad happened) I can understand it has been a rough year for more than a few of you.
A lot has happened, good and bad.
I don't need to tell you about the bad.
But here's quite a bit of good to those who need it.
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