[ SECRET POST #2763 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2763 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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Notes:

Secrets Left to Post: 03 pages, 060 secrets from Secret Submission Post #394.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
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Comments

[(Anonymous)]

AYRT

That's exactly how I feel when I send a fic to a beta reader. I don't always use them, but when I do it's like sitting on hot coals until they get back to me and say something that reassures me that no, I did not just write the worst thing on the internet EVAR, I'm basically one click away from deleting everything and hiding under the covers until the internet forgets about me.

For some reason I only feel that way about beta readers or recipients or stuff like that. The Secret Santa exchange here last year was completely nerve-wracking for me, and when I participated in a BB once I was ready to drop out when my artist didn't get back to me until two days after I sent them my draft. It's only when I post to the broad masses, so to speak, that I just don't care.

(OT but it amuses me that I have every single thing you mentioned here, from getting yelled at for unmarked triggers (before SJWs were cool, even!) to deleting my accounts. The BNF I copied was totally nice, though, and people were really earnest while they laughed me out of town. Like they were trying to go easy on me because it was painfully obvious that I was young, but at the same time the level of badness was just too much not to laugh one's ass off. To be 14 again... /nostalgia)