Hey my beloved subscribers and AFK users!

Um, welllll, apparently, I'm done. I held on until the very end. Looking for some thread, some hook, something that could keep me going, but I found nothing. I just see that I'm wasting time, money, nerves, in vain. It's a terrible feeling, really—that because of some little thing, because of some fucking code on the site, you and many others ended up invisible. The feeling of euphoria is gone—when you get noticed, when people start to love you, when you find not just subscribers but friends. All those days without sleep while I bust my ass on the design? I'm not complaining, it was my choice, but all of it was for fucking nothing.

I'm not one to bring up topics publicly at all. I don't think anyone will be interested in my opinion and so on. I don't really want to talk right now either. I'm hard tilting 🙂

The beginning was really good, I remember it with tears, honestly. But now it's like I'm banging my head against a wall and talking to myself.

Yeah, maybe I'm being blunt, but alas, that's my character.

I'm leaving the Janitor platform. I don't see the point in staying here. Me and many of my acquaintances now have no chance to develop here in any way. I really didn't want to do this, I still have so many ideas, so many things I'd like to share, but... alas... apparently it's not meant to be.

Maybe I'll decide to create a Discord where I'll post cards for those who are genuinely interested in my work. So they can download these cards, create a private bot, and talk to it. And also use them for Tavern.

I'll definitely come back if the developers can make a proper anti-cheat/anti-inflation code. Because small authors like me have nothing to do here now. We've now become just... invisible to everyone. An empty space. And accordingly, no development.

Thanks to everyone who genuinely followed me, visited my page, commented, talked to my bots. I'm sorry it turned out this way.

Love you, your Vi.

And lastly... English is not my native language, so if you see mistakes in the text, or don't understand something, forgive me in advance.

Honestly... maybe I'm being blunt. I need time, guys. Maybe I'll get through this crisis for myself and come back to you. This isn't the best period in my life right now...

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Sorry, I'm not a consistent person