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A few days ago I made the decision to quit Lit., both writing stories for the site and posting on the AH. I started out letting my best AH friends know, then wrote a couple more people, then became concerned I might hurt someone’s feelings so wrote a few more people. Now, rather than writing yet more personal notes I’m writing my last post. Unlike those who post a farewell and then come back within a day or two, I will not return (unless Maths does, haha, dumb joke).
According to one pal some people are worried about me. I am very well. I am not depressed or even slightly sad, not even about leaving Lit. The decision was a long time in the making, but when I made it I felt very good, and still do. Some of my reasons were based on stuff and people that did not make me feel good, but they were only one recent catalyst. My main reasons are positive.
It was an odd synchronicity to both of us that SubJosé and I left at the same time, but we had similar reasons on the positive end. I have a good life and want to live it in actuality. I want to get on with my non-erotic writing and photography work; they satisfy me most among all my interests. I’ve also returned to reading as much as I used to before joining Lit. (I’ve read several books just in the past week.)
Quoting a good pal, I want to “face the world as myself again”. It was interesting and usually fun to be Perdita online, but I am not her to people I truly want and need in my life. If you at all lament that she’s gone, know that she was just the tip of an old iceberg. Let her be no more than a mote of dust (or precum) in the grand scheme of the forum, which is to say hardly anything or anyone at all. Adieu, Perdu.
As for the current composition of the AH, I’ve ranted and whinged often enough about the same issues which seem to prevail even more now. As with persons in my life, if their presence does more to vex than enhance my life, I move on. Some of you may have noticed that it was becoming difficult for me to be polite or tactful, and I do not care for that, nor for being oppressively silent.
I am grateful for all the good times I’ve had here, and especially for a number of people I’ve come to know as friends or simply learned from or been inspired by. However, it seems that virtual spring is nearly desiccated (for me anyway).
So I wish everyone well and thank you for your time and attention.
Perdita
According to one pal some people are worried about me. I am very well. I am not depressed or even slightly sad, not even about leaving Lit. The decision was a long time in the making, but when I made it I felt very good, and still do. Some of my reasons were based on stuff and people that did not make me feel good, but they were only one recent catalyst. My main reasons are positive.
It was an odd synchronicity to both of us that SubJosé and I left at the same time, but we had similar reasons on the positive end. I have a good life and want to live it in actuality. I want to get on with my non-erotic writing and photography work; they satisfy me most among all my interests. I’ve also returned to reading as much as I used to before joining Lit. (I’ve read several books just in the past week.)
Quoting a good pal, I want to “face the world as myself again”. It was interesting and usually fun to be Perdita online, but I am not her to people I truly want and need in my life. If you at all lament that she’s gone, know that she was just the tip of an old iceberg. Let her be no more than a mote of dust (or precum) in the grand scheme of the forum, which is to say hardly anything or anyone at all. Adieu, Perdu.
As for the current composition of the AH, I’ve ranted and whinged often enough about the same issues which seem to prevail even more now. As with persons in my life, if their presence does more to vex than enhance my life, I move on. Some of you may have noticed that it was becoming difficult for me to be polite or tactful, and I do not care for that, nor for being oppressively silent.
I am grateful for all the good times I’ve had here, and especially for a number of people I’ve come to know as friends or simply learned from or been inspired by. However, it seems that virtual spring is nearly desiccated (for me anyway).
So I wish everyone well and thank you for your time and attention.
Perdita
