Angeles

Hey guys! I know it's been months since I've written anything. I really am sorry about that, but depression's a bitch. I've been having a lot of issues with my depression and getting motivated to do much of anything. As much as I would love to finish this story for you guys, I'm just not sure when that's going to be. I know where I want to take the story, but I have no idea how to get there. I might just end up jumping towards the end faster than I had originally planned. You guys deserve better than this, but it's all I have. The last time I wrote, I had a girlfriend who was my best friend as well as a platonic best friend. Well, my girlfriend broke up with me, so that left me with one friend. Then he moved away. Even though we still talk, it's not the same and I feel like I lost both of my best friends in the span of a month. And now I don't have any friends irl. Except for my sister. But my sister also has depression, so I try not to talk to her about it because I'm worried that I might trigger her. I do have a therapist that I see once a week, but it's not the same has having a best friend. I really just want someone that I can go catch a movie with or go shopping or just order a pizza and watch Netflix. But I don't have that. And I need that. But my depression scares people away. And it sucks. So I've been in the middle of a three month long depression episode with just a few glimmers of happiness here and there. Mostly when I find new music. Oh and I had panic attacks at least twice a day for almost two weeks last month. So that was fun.

Anyway, since you're not here to read about my crappy life, the notes at the end of this chapter has a synopsis of where I wanted to go with the story. If you want to read it, go right ahead. If you want to wait and see if I'm ever going to finish the actual story, that's okay too, but I can't promise that's ever going to happen. Sorry again. You guys deserve more. If someone wants to take my synopsis and finish the story yourself, go for it. Just please tag me so that I can come read it too. Thank you. And again, I'm sorry.

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