I'm amuuni also known as moon who has the fucking hugest writers block it started this summer really before school ended I had everything a some what decent bf my amazing best friends and a summer vacation coming up. these books I kept up speed I updated when I could I loved it so fucking much. then I dived deep into my bfs past and found out when we had something going that didn't have a title he was seeing other ppl and he never really acted like a bf so I ended that. I felt weight off my shoulders but this was around middle June everything hit me my last day of school which was my eighth grade graduation, I was going to leave my best fucking friends some ppl I've known half my life (I'm 15 so if you do the math 7.5 years) and I hate new things I accidentally ended up at this stupid alternative high school which I don't want. my anxiety kicked in and I just wanted to distract myself so In the summer which was also my trip to africa I cut myself from the internet I mean I had access sometimes (like on my birthday when my mom bought us this WiFi thing) and those times we're little the anxiety of school still hadn't kicked me I was enjoying a zen life I tried this no regret thing which kinda worked but once I came back home I felt like I lost apart of me I don't know how to explain it I was a genuinely active and funny person and now I don't know who I am anymore I don't make efforts to talk to my best friend who I've had panic attacks over and just a memory or the thought of them makes me cry and I sincerely don't know what's wrong I want to start this back up but i can't do it because I'm just not me anymore.
but so many things have happened I have a new baby sister, I'm closer to my family all I ever did was get on Snapchat and ignore my family now I can't even get on it anymore well I do to do my streaks other than that I feel like I have no purpose and I do like my school friends but it feels so fucking different. Soon I'll be going to a school my best friend attends which I wanted to go to first but wasn't accepted I miss her and I miss everything about 2017 me but I hope 2018 me is better because I'm sincerely in lovvvve with 2017 I actually got to discover myself but at the same time lose myself
Xx moon,
have a blessed year
(this is the most I've written in 6 months on Wattpad)
