I'm not good with words, especially not in English, but I want to thank you for these twenty years in this fandom that have meant more to me than I can ever explain. I’ve seen so much, met incredible people, and in truth, it saved me from falling into a very dark place. You may never know how deeply I appreciate you, or how much your presence over the years has carried me.

Now, with everything that’s happening, the cruel chain of events has fallen on my mom and me. I find myself forced to ask for help without being able to give anything back. And the guilt of that weighs heavily on me. On top of it, I’m trapped in an art block so deep it feels like I’m failing you and myself. Still, I fight against it, because it’s all I have, and because I don’t want to let go.

It’s 4 in the morning, and I’m spilling these thoughts to ease the weight in my chest. I don’t want to disappear into silence or to be forgotten. Thank you, truly, for reading, and for being here.