Hello, I just wanted to vent about things and talk about the story.
For over the majority of my life, I've suffered from a constant sense of dread and hopelessness, probably due to my overthinking and constant depression lurking in the corner of my mind. It has been eating at me slowly like a terminal illness and it really has affected my functionality as a human being. I have become socially anxious and awkward to the point that going outside just makes me incredibly nervous. Putting in the fact that I'm in college now just makes me feel an overbearing sense of responsibility and expectations. Even if my family said that they would be proud of me no matter what I do, I just can't help but feel like I've wasted a lot of my talents and that I may never recover from the hellhole that I dug myself into.
For the story, I've written it back when I was still in highschool. I've originally planned it to be my own take on DDLC and include my life, my experiences, my learnings, and stuff I just want to get out there. I wanted my story to be something that I can be proud of, something I wouldn't feel ashamed of, and something that might even reach out to people who may suffer or relate to my writing. I've always been a perfectionist despite not being perfect myself. I keep putting this high standard on myself to do well and not make too many mistakes. I know my writing isn't perfect and sometimes I just feel like it isn't good enough which demotivates me and just makes me wonder if I should even bother.
