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Well, everyone makes mistakes, even Ment.
Did I do something wrong? Yes. Do I regret it? I regret everything I've done in this campaign since Keliandra's death. I regret it all. Ever since I killed her in a fit of rage, everything went downhill. I have a constant feeling of negativity, but I still stubbornly kept moving forward, when I should have quit the campaign a long time ago. I thought, "Just keep pushing, and everything will be okay." But it wasn't. I'm too sensitive for this campaign, and I'm constantly on edge. And about forty minutes ago, I came to the conclusion that the only way to calm down is to quit completely. And that's what I did. Sorry, Ment. Nothing personal. I have the best relationship with you here. Well, maybe with Kosha. I've known her comic for much longer.
Just look at my messages and you'll see that most of them, after Keliandra's death, were written in a state of anger and with the suspicion that no one here needs me. And then everything will fall into place. I realized my mistakes, and I won't do it again. Stress from real life probably also played a role, because I have a lot of problems there related to deadlines and a large amount of work. It's a classic.
Did I do something wrong? Yes. Do I regret it? I regret everything I've done in this campaign since Keliandra's death. I regret it all. Ever since I killed her in a fit of rage, everything went downhill. I have a constant feeling of negativity, but I still stubbornly kept moving forward, when I should have quit the campaign a long time ago. I thought, "Just keep pushing, and everything will be okay." But it wasn't. I'm too sensitive for this campaign, and I'm constantly on edge. And about forty minutes ago, I came to the conclusion that the only way to calm down is to quit completely. And that's what I did. Sorry, Ment. Nothing personal. I have the best relationship with you here. Well, maybe with Kosha. I've known her comic for much longer.
Just look at my messages and you'll see that most of them, after Keliandra's death, were written in a state of anger and with the suspicion that no one here needs me. And then everything will fall into place. I realized my mistakes, and I won't do it again. Stress from real life probably also played a role, because I have a lot of problems there related to deadlines and a large amount of work. It's a classic.