Hello, everyone.

Well... I am sorry that this would be the first thing that you have heard from me in a while... and I am afraid I don't come with good news.

While I know that what I am about to write to you all is extremely personal to me and my family, but I just need to let it out, to get it off my chest, and to let you, the readers, the people who take time out of their own day to read the stories I make, whether they be good, average or just plain terrible.

Let's just say for me and my family, that 2020 hasn't been the best for any of us. In fact, you can probably say that the majority of people can say that 2020 has been rather terrible, now, I am not saying that my 2020 is the worst out of them all, but, there could and probably is other people out there that have suffered more then me and my family.

Not only has the world been driven absolutely mad with the riots in America, the police brutality that has been shown around the world, and even started in the country that I have live in. Going outside to do some food shopping is extremely scary, as you never know who your going to run in. I have already been spat on three times in the past month itself when I have been out shopping.

However, the biggest news that I have recieved happened yesterday, after my pop came back from the doctors.

He has been put on a timer. He has been told how long he has left in this world, and he hasn't told us, so we have this... information weighing us down like the plague and its not great to experience it. It has really hit the family hard, as my pop is only 56, and has been placed on a timer and he probably won't even last another Christmas.

My pop has been suffering for basically 15 years is something so rare, that only three other people in my country has, and maybe about another 40 or so more people suffer from around the world.

It has no cure, he has been taking medication for that long, and the doctors refuse to treat him or try to make it better, if they do put him under, there is only a 3% chance that he will actually wake up from the surgery. So, he has stuck with it, pushed through it, been there for not only for his daughters, his son-in-laws, extended family, and most importantly, he has been there for his grandchildren.

He is a rather... vocal person, his humor may be a little crude or old-fashioned, but its just who he is. And knowing that he probably won't last another five months is just very hard to even think about.

It is because of this, that I am just... taking a longer, extended break from everything. I don't know for how long I will be gone for. It could be for an extra week, maybe an extra month. It could even be half a year and I might come back.

In the past, I have had run-ins with Depression when I bottled everything up and tried to ignore everything and push through like nothing happened. I don't want that to happen again, as I very well could've died when I actually sliced my skin with jagged pieces of broken glass and went to school with my arms and hands dripping with blood.

I know that some of you might not like that, and I might lose some readers. That is your choice. I am not holding anything against you if you do that. You probably don't want to waste your time waiting for something that might not happen within the day or within the week. I understand that.

However, for those of you that do stick around, I thank you for that.

While I may be inactive with creating or placing some more words within chapters I have already created, I will still be around... maybe once every day or two to read some of the stories that the authors that I am following release. You might see me in some reviews in some stories here and there in the future.

I will try to answer to those who PM me, it might not happen straight away, but I will try to get to them.

Thank you for reading this, and thank you for being understading, I do hope that you all have a wonderful day/night,

FestiveBoi.