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I think I should change my username to "houdini" in honor of all my random disappearances of indefinite length.
What can I say? Real life is finally treating me better than Online was. The HP fandom, RPing and all of those sort of things were always my escape when real life just wasn't a place I wanted to deal with. And now, real life is... amazing, simply put. I'm happy with my job, I'm happy with my financial situation, and I've found the love of my life - a man who treats me better than I probably deserve some days - and I'm so, so in love with him.
So that is my way of explaining why I've been gone - I just haven't needed to escape, because life is fucking good.
That's not an excuse, however, to the people I let down. I think I justified being flaky because it was to people who I'd never meet in real life. But now that I've had (plenty of) time to think about it, I'm about as disappointed in myself as I'm sure some of you were. I am sorry for my behavior.
I can't promise my constant presence from now on, like I used to after my long disappearances. But I'll be here, on and off, when I'm not spending time with my honey, Stuart, or my friends. This time of the year always triggers something in my writer's mind, so maybe I'll start writing again. Or not.
No promises.
What can I say? Real life is finally treating me better than Online was. The HP fandom, RPing and all of those sort of things were always my escape when real life just wasn't a place I wanted to deal with. And now, real life is... amazing, simply put. I'm happy with my job, I'm happy with my financial situation, and I've found the love of my life - a man who treats me better than I probably deserve some days - and I'm so, so in love with him.
So that is my way of explaining why I've been gone - I just haven't needed to escape, because life is fucking good.
That's not an excuse, however, to the people I let down. I think I justified being flaky because it was to people who I'd never meet in real life. But now that I've had (plenty of) time to think about it, I'm about as disappointed in myself as I'm sure some of you were. I am sorry for my behavior.
I can't promise my constant presence from now on, like I used to after my long disappearances. But I'll be here, on and off, when I'm not spending time with my honey, Stuart, or my friends. This time of the year always triggers something in my writer's mind, so maybe I'll start writing again. Or not.
No promises.