The last time I posted on this website was back when I was 17. So, what changed in one and a half years? Well, quite a lot! But also, not so much in some areas.
For starters, I'm still into the same (or similar) things. My love of BL media still reigns supreme over everything else and my manga collection grows. My passion for the arts remains over-encompassing in my life as well. The real changes were mostly in my experiences.
Around the time I stopped posting on SpaceHey, I went through a doozy of experiences. There was one big one at the end of my senior year (12th grade) that left me traumatized. I prefer not to go into detail, but it forced me to be less of an aspiring NEET and instead become a financial contributor of my family. My mom lost her district job and my divorced father planned to cut off his financial assistance by 2026. Considering at the time, neither of my older brothers were employed and I was almost done with high school, my home life felt tense. Not only did I have to pick myself up to lead an active role, so did my brothers. That took a while, though. It took time for me to realize my sudden new freedoms of being an adult after being a sheltered shut-in with over-protective parents. And it took my elder brother a few months to find himself a well-paying job after being a NEET for several years. By the end of 2025, I had three months of part-time (bordering full-time) work experience and enough college credits to be considered a sophomore.
So, where am I now? I'm completing my Associates in Arts with the goal to transfer that into a university's Bachelor's in Graphic Design. It's mostly funded by my job at a fast food joint and with a few hundred given by a basic scholarship. I'm striving to gain a better scholarship by the time I transfer, though. And in the meantime, I'm slowly writing a visual novel script based on the isolation felt during depression. I've recorded a few voice memos per month since January of this year to log my progress. Honestly, I haven't done much due to the lingering feeling of overwhelming stress...
Regardless, I'm alive and moving through my life. In less than six months, I'll enter my 20s. When I was 17, I didn't think I'd make it to my 18th birthday. Now, I'm excited to reach 21. My younger self didn't realize that what I needed was a push from being a child stuck in a room with a computer into an independent adapting to any situation. As I go by life by week, I count my blessings and manage my time with my calendar. I'm still figuring things out, but at least I'm here and financially okay
And, I'm still able to enjoy the stories I love the most. May we talk more about the things we love, SpaceHey.
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