Today marks two years since my batch was accepted as trainees. It was the most exciting evening of my life and definitely one of the better ones as I shouted "YES!" with pure excitement as my interviewer MisiLica announced my name. I was really happy at that time, but as I said in the previous post, it didn't all go so well after that. In fact, I had to resign six months later because I couldn't convince my mother that I need a faster internet connection to continue moderating (we're still stuck with the same old garbage, which is at this point even worse). Because this community genuinely made me happy, this only sped up my steady fall into depression and right now I'm battling both depression and anxiety, a common deadly duo - sometimes even literally deadly. Luckily it's pretty minor and is said that it mostly stems from some sort of blockades inside my head. I do have faith in the future though, even if it doesn't bring me back here. There are quite a few plans in my mind so everything should be fine concerning my health. I really have to commend Breeze for being a mentor to an unstable underage trainee, MisiLica for interviewing me, ProtonOrange for mentoring/monitoring while I was a moderator, but also my batchies and several other good people who made my time on the staff team a fun time. Seriously, it even brings tears to my eyes, I do wish I never left. I'm writing this tired and I should probably be going to sleep, but whatever.