Instrutilus
Me am stalking bug
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Multiplayer Civ V takes forever, though...
Not really, if you put a timer on it.
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Welcome back! I personally do not know you, as I just joined fairly recently compared to most of the others around here. However, seeing more writers, be they new or returning, is something that will help this community grow. It always makes me smile when I see people decide to rejoinHello, there, Bulbagarden. It's been awhile.
I'm honestly not sure what to expect, returning here after so long. It's a little longer than two years now since I was last a regular poster, I believe. If many of the people I knew here are even still around, I don't know if they'd remember me. I don't expect they'd remember my writing. Like I said, it's been awhile. I suppose I should explain myself a little. Life is complicated and full of events not easily delineated in a forum post written at gone-midnight, UK time, but I'll make an effort nonetheless.
Recently, I made the largest victories in my life so far against my mental illness, experiencing a long and sustained streak of days without depressive or anxious thought dominating my mind. I've cut ties with damaging people in my life. I've submitted 35,000 words of late university work after a disastrous year or stress and worry. I've overcome daunting personal challenges, from rethinking my life and persona, to moving into a shared flat with fellow students, to starting my first offline - and my first non-abusive - relationship. Yesterday, on the 31st, I turned twenty years old.
I've changed a lot, as have my personal circumstances. Almost entirely for the better. I have good, close friends in real life, a stable emotional psyche, a great partner, and I'm no longer locked in a struggle with my own writing. Most of the aforementioned 35,000 words were fiction I was genuinely proud of writing. Now, two years ago, I left this forum because I had a crisis of confidence in my work, especially Different Eyes, and in my life in general. I fell out with people, struggled with an abusive partner, and was deeply unhappy in school and apprehensive about my coming university life. I've wanted to return, but never felt truly able, either in spirit or capacity.
Now, however, I feel I can, and so I shall. I returned home today from a family break, to find an automated message from this forum wishing me well on my birthday - and I remembered all the times I've contemplated coming back here and writing Different Eyes again. Some of you may remember @TheLlama, the young man from Norway who joined this website, and then left it, around the same times as I did. We stayed in contact, you see. He's visiting me in person right now, and we decided in conversation today to do as I've long been considering, and try again here.
So, hello! A second time to some, I hope. Hello, Bulbagarden.
It feels good to be back.
Hello, there, Bulbagarden. It's been awhile.
I'm honestly not sure what to expect, returning here after so long. It's a little longer than two years now since I was last a regular poster, I believe. If many of the people I knew here are even still around, I don't know if they'd remember me. I don't expect they'd remember my writing. Like I said, it's been awhile. I suppose I should explain myself a little. Life is complicated and full of events not easily delineated in a forum post written at gone-midnight, UK time, but I'll make an effort nonetheless.
Recently, I made the largest victories in my life so far against my mental illness, experiencing a long and sustained streak of days without depressive or anxious thought dominating my mind. I've cut ties with damaging people in my life. I've submitted 35,000 words of late university work after a disastrous year or stress and worry. I've overcome daunting personal challenges, from rethinking my life and persona, to moving into a shared flat with fellow students, to starting my first offline - and my first non-abusive - relationship. Yesterday, on the 31st, I turned twenty years old.
I've changed a lot, as have my personal circumstances. Almost entirely for the better. I have good, close friends in real life, a stable emotional psyche, a great partner, and I'm no longer locked in a struggle with my own writing. Most of the aforementioned 35,000 words were fiction I was genuinely proud of writing. Now, two years ago, I left this forum because I had a crisis of confidence in my work, especially Different Eyes, and in my life in general. I fell out with people, struggled with an abusive partner, and was deeply unhappy in school and apprehensive about my coming university life. I've wanted to return, but never felt truly able, either in spirit or capacity.
Now, however, I feel I can, and so I shall. I returned home today from a family break, to find an automated message from this forum wishing me well on my birthday - and I remembered all the times I've contemplated coming back here and writing Different Eyes again. Some of you may remember @TheLlama, the young man from Norway who joined this website, and then left it, around the same times as I did. We stayed in contact, you see. He's visiting me in person right now, and we decided in conversation today to do as I've long been considering, and try again here.
So, hello! A second time to some, I hope. Hello, Bulbagarden.
It feels good to be back.
Anyone heard Hoenn Summer yet? I'm giving it a first listen now - rather liking his version of Route 111
Congrats Flaze!
Anyone heard Hoenn Summer yet? I'm giving it a first listen now - rather liking his version of Route 111
YES! It's not quite as good as Double Team, but it's got me super excited for ORAS.
I just wonder how many other side projects will keep putting it back. Curious to see what his rendition of Route 31/32/33 will be like - I can't hear the original version without wanting to play Silver again