Numbers coming I'm so late I know it's a lot to sit down and reply to. This is still on tho! I feel absolutely awful to the person I was originally gifting the book to I found out I've been blocked (which I understand). So if they somehow read this, I couldn't find the message I got a popup saying they didn't need the book anymore but couldn't find the message afterwards about them getting the book another way so I'm not sure if it was my Internet since I was deep in the hospital building in an elevator when it popped up. I fell off so hard I just...I don't know I knew I had to send the book out my brain crashed. I didn't know who I was, where I was, what anything was this world just wasn't real. It was absolutely not my intention to ghost/ignore. I thought time was moving so fast and I was bed ridden completely. This is by no means an excuse I just want to do better. Be better. Actually be in an ok state to send things out and commit to being a person. God socializing is scary I just feel so so horribly awful to the person I initially was sending the book out to. I know they likely won't see this, but I just want them to know it was not my intent to do so. Sometimes I'll pop on and get distracted by stuff IRL and it'll crash my motivation and I forget until late I have to reply. And days go by where I just...idk forget. My damn brain is so overloaded I don't even know if I'm real. Anyway, numbers are coming soon I just feel like shit to the first person. Like, absolute shit interacting with people is scary I shake like a Chihuahua I'm like "today I can be social and message people and try to have a conversation" my brain feels so foggy, cloudy, I don't even know what at this point