Missing some old friends

A while back, I was in a pretty rough spot. And to cope, I set up the first roleplay blog I had made in years. And my god— it was so fun.

A nice little Stardew roleplay blog :) I played my homeboy Samson Stardew Lastname, and it was a blast. 

There, I met some really wonderful people. (As well as some really not so wonderful people, pfft.) It actually got pretty big for just being a silly ask blog! Every morning I was waking up with about 20 or so things to respond to and I just chugged through it throughout the day. It was great!

I got invited into a bigger group, which I gladly accepted, and met some awesome people in there. Other Stardew roleplayers, both canon and some awesome OCs who I still love to this day. A few people in particular I got attached to.

Ugh. The friendship there was like nothing else with those guys. The creative spark bounced between us every single day and it was like lightning. It was addictive, really, especially since my creative spirit had really been in the weeds for a long time!

But eventually, the overall group we had been invited to got gross. I found pretty quickly that for every awesome and creative and wonderful person in the Stardew community, there's another person who is...

Well.

Anyway, my buds and I all branched off from the bigger discord server and just stuck to our own smaller one for a while. All of us at that point had developed the characters that we were playing so much, and they all eventually became OCs. As is the way, honestly. 

But from there? Things just kinda... Fizzled out. The creative spark died, and those friends just... Don't really come around anymore. Some of them even unadded me on other stuff, even though they're still in the server. And it sucks. I miss them, I miss the creative flow that we had. I'm still active there, hoping one of these days maybe they'll come around, but.

Well. I think I'm also kind of just coming to the point where I'm understanding that sometimes, friendships—no matter how intense they feel at the time—sometimes aren't meant to last forever. 

Which sucks. But sometimes all I can really do about it is give it a good manly cry, remember the good times, and open my heart up to what's next.

...

All that to say, I'm really thankful for the friends I've been making here. Everyone I've talked to here is so kind, so welcoming. And I've been kinda lonely for a bit, whether I've wanted to admit it or not, so. Thanks :)  Y'all are cool.