DA isn't what it used to be to me anymore. Things I loved have vanished, friendships faded and decayed, and I've generally lost interest.
I'm not active in my groups anymore, despite my many attempts to try. I don't have motivation, and when I do, I get so frustrated with myself I just can't continue.
Thinking I might slaughter all my brain babies and haul up shop. Not like anyone would miss them anyway |D
I struggle daily with my art. I hate every bit of it, no matter what I do, and the simple act of having to see what I've made just makes me angry.
Does anyone even read these anymore? Probably not.
Would anyone even miss me if I left for good? Probably not. I literally just haven't been around.
It's been a fun several years, but I've faded into the background. I've lost what I treasured most, the thing I enjoyed logging into every day for. Those friends I would do anything for might not even remember my name.
And that's expected, really. I'm good at blending in, just kinda vanishing into obscurity.
I miss things how they were. How good they were... what, three, four years ago? I have no idea. Its been a while. That first autumn, when everything was so new and no one knew anyone and friendships were awesome and everyone just... enjoyed it.
Which doesn't really happen anymore. At least, not for me.
Maybe I'm too reminiscent. Too lost in what I miss most.
Things are okay. Things will always be okay.
And people will move along like I was never there in the first place.