Audacious Cohabitation

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Hello, I'm writer Nalraatmulmandu. I'm not sure if it's okay to call me "writer" right now. After leaving this final announcement, and promising to return for a fresh start, I've gone into hiding again. The reason... I don't know for sure.

I don't know if I was in a slump or if I just kept putting it off because I was lazy... I had a lot on my plate after leaving this notice. I was exhausted from reality, my mind was in a mess, and I guess I didn't have the energy to write. I kept putting off writing day after day, and a few days ago, I received a subscription notification. I was really surprised.

Even if I went into hiding, even if I just kept posting announcements, no one would wait for my work... I just thought, who would wait for a work like this, for a writer like this? That's probably why I kept putting off writing. I felt so pathetic... But

Seeing that subscription notification... I remembered the day I first became a fanfiction writer. When I created the work I'd been longing for and uploaded the first episode... I can't tell you how happy I was... :) Within minutes of uploading the work, the views skyrocketed, reaching 100 in just a few days.

I surpassed 200 followers. I was so happy then. I was so grateful that there were people reading my writing. I guess I'd forgotten that thrill, that excitement... that feeling. Strangely, as the days went by, writing seemed to become more of a burden to me. Every moment

I couldn't shake the thought, "I absolutely have to write today," and that thought turned into stress. Before I knew it, writing had become a source of stress and burden. As a student dreaming of becoming a writer, I felt truly ashamed of myself. I wondered if I had any talent.

I started to question whether I liked writing. I just needed attention for my writing. And during this hiatus, I realized. I'm happiest when I'm writing. Come to think of it, I was most stressed during hiatus and hiatus periods.

I think I got it. So, when I couldn't write and was wandering around unable to write, writing felt like a burden to me, and I didn't realize that I was happiest when I was writing, like an idiot... A promise to myself that I won't be late... I've always said this.

I'm truly sorry I couldn't keep it. But I don't think I can promise you today that I won't be late again. If I make you a promise like this, I think it will only make you feel more pressured and anxious, and that will lead to a situation like this. It's better not to make promises you can't keep.

Wouldn't that be nice...? I'll write without pressure, with a relaxed mind, but at least once a week. Maybe... I might be late again. But I believe there are readers waiting for me, so I can proudly call myself a "writer."

I will become a more diligent writer. I am always grateful to you all, and I love you :) Thank you for reading this long post.

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