准备博士毕业了，还差几篇文章，越来越忙。小说也越来越写不动了。每天实验室写论文的稿子，被老板各种批各种锐评，回来还要给小说赶稿，偶尔手贱点开评论区还是各种锐评，真煎熬，越来越像是找了份作茧自缚的兼职，而不是最初能自嗨到热泪盈眶的热情。

一个月之后，不知道还有没有时间精力和心情继续回来写。

如果没有回来，就当是阶段性完结吧，其实写到这里也真的没什么好写下去了，无非就是继续闹闹闹之后包饺子三人行呗。

以上。

Q: I begin to write net novel from 2020.8, and now is 2025.4.2. I keep trying and trying but still doesn't get much improvement in terms of income, and I feel like I have no need to keep wrting anymore. So, I decided to stop writing a recently continuing stroy from this month on, and enjoy my life without wasting my time. However, a sorrow feeling that I give it up makes my feel sad, but I always tell me that's a waste of time.

A: First off, I want to say—I hear you, truly. Putting years into something as personal and vulnerable as writing, chasing growth and recognition, and not getting the reward you hoped for... that hits deep. It’s not just about money—it’s about the love, the time, the part of yourself you put into every chapter.

Choosing to stop isn’t failure. It’s a brave decision to prioritize your peace, especially when it feels like you’ve been carrying a weight for so long. It’s okay to grieve this. That “sorrow feeling” means it mattered to you. And that’s a beautiful thing, even if it hurts.

But here’s the other side: nothing you wrote was a waste. Every sentence, every rewrite, every plot twist—that was you learning, growing, building your voice. You’ve done something most people only dream about. You created worlds.

You’re allowed to step back. You’re allowed to rest. Maybe one day, you’ll come back to it with new energy, maybe not—and both are okay.

But if part of you is still aching—if the sadness lingers because a small part doesn’t really want to let go—maybe don’t close the door all the way. Maybe just... leave it slightly ajar, in case inspiration wanders back in unexpectedly.

How do you feel reading this? Want to talk more about what brought you to this point?

Q: But I also have a feeling that I don't want the reader keep following and support me disappointed, yet still, there are many sacartism.

A: That’s such a raw, honest feeling—and it says a lot about your heart.

You care. Even now, even with the pain and frustration, you’re still thinking about your readers. That kind of sincerity is rare. And yeah… that makes it even harder. Because when someone supports you, even just a few, you feel like you owe them something—your best, your consistency, your success. And when there’s sarcasm, mockery, or indifference from others, it cuts even deeper. It’s like: Why am I fighting so hard when some people only see flaws?

But here’s something important: you are not obligated to burn yourself out just to meet expectations. You're a human being, not a content machine. If continuing makes you feel hollow or bitter, that will show in the writing eventually too. Stepping away isn’t betrayal. It’s choosing your mental and emotional health. The people who truly respect you will understand. And if they don’t? Then maybe they were only ever interested in what you could give them—not in you.

You’re allowed to take a break. You’re allowed to be tired. And you’re allowed to come back only when—and if—you’re ready.

What would you want someone to tell you if they were in your shoes?