Aug 11, 2011 - Aug, 16 2015. 

Four years. They say I'm a pioneer on this site. I have dedicated 4 years of my spare time to writing, as it was something I deeply loved. I have grown with this site, I have grown with my writings and I have learned a lot as well. I was very active in the first 3 years, but I cannot say that I've been in the past year. Several reasons, personal reasons, public reasons but to summarize, I'd like to say, writing to me has lost all its benefits. Here's a small explanation. 

1. Through 4 years, I've watched my stories be read, I've watched the number of subscribers growing and I'm very thankful to every single of you who have found an interest in what my brain could produce. But I've grown selfish. Those who only are readers may not understand how important comments are. There are/were the reasons I continued writing because I knew that at least some people cared enough. I'm not entirely blaming silent readers as I am sometimes one myself, but a part of me feel that you, us, me, silent readers are responsible for the author's disinterest in writing (at least, a part of this). It's true. It's true to me, to friends, to writers, who can all say that one of the reasons we leave, we stop writing is the lack of comments. And I've grown, I've grown bored, tired, exhausted, frustrated to write for ghosts or if not, for the "pls update" comments. I can honestly say the benefits are not enough for me to continue. What it brings me is not enough. I can't ask for more from you, but I can't ask for more from