My goodbye.
Hello smogon, this is drampaage. I know lots of you may not care, but I wanted to write this anyways. My time on smogon has been...interesting to say the least. Going through my life, I was introduced to ps through pokeaim. One day i hopped on, and from then on I got on the computer after school to learn more and more. That's when I started to chat more and more, and met some people. Originally a league player, one of the only people I remember from my early days is user ipro, who hates me for reasons I cannot fathom nor change. I used to love this game. I met other people along the way. The funniest user I ever met was a dude by the name of breakfast shop. We used to ladder to 1800s with larvesta and jellicent together, and it was lit af. The first true friend I had in pokemon was a user by the name of olivver. He was the guy who introduced me to the death of me: discord. In the early stages of 2016, I had a gang. Still learning the game, my true colors hadnt shown yet. I was a nice dude. Me and olivver used to pm 24/7. We were the best of friends, and summer 16 was a great time for me. Leading on, I grew weary. I wanted to get better at overused. Through real life, I changed. I also thought I was a better player than I truly was...
The relationships I had with people changed. Because of my bitchery, me and olivver aren't friends anymore. Oli, if you are reading this, I miss you to hell and back bro. Anyways, this leads to the end of the summer. I had changed, and the latter of 2016 would really change me forever. A shell of my former self, I set myself with aim: for smogon. I started using the forums more actively. I got better at the game. Sun and moon came out, and all the shit everyone already knows. This point in time is a fucking waste. I'll fast forward to around February 2017. Whilst fucking around on ps, I saw a group chat linked in the dead room that is/was known as BOF. The group chat would, soon to come to my attention, be known as draco. During this point in time, everything started to change. This chat shaped and changed me through the unique bullshit it had in it. Of course, the ass hole In me led to me getting banned in may. But that's not the important part to why this even matters. Here, I felt at home for the longest time. Mixitupteams, Noveliss, savy/xxxtentacionn, myself, 412, hallows, lilske, and more niggas. Little did I know what would proceed. The chat grew massively, and eventually I was banned for overall asshole shit and calling a hoe out for being a fraud. None of that fucking matters, but ONE single statement. When chatting it up with a certain user, he told me that he had left draco because the ONLY reason he was there was to make fun of me. ME. This user knows who he is. This is where everything changed for me for the worst. A hated user, lost. My heart had good intentions. Someone who I look up to, savy, used to tell me that it was cause I was simply a kid. I never accepted that, but I should have. The fact that someone would go out of their way after I thought we were friends to make fun of me in that server and others just CRUSHED me. I had always been INCREDIBLY egotistical. Be careful what you say, you never know if you are going to hit home. He probably won't read this. After all that shit happened, I started talking in dokkeriches den of thieves more. I wasn't in the right state of mind. I needed something to fill the role draco filled. Little did I know , this wasn't the right chat. Within a month, I was one of 2 users banned from that chat. TWO. That's when I realized this shit wasn't for me. Everyone hated me. A personal fuck you goes out to-r!cardo, ipro, robjr, littlelucarios snake ass, BaSr, dokkerich, ayevon, the league community, and all the toxic users out there. Can't believe I thought some of you were my friends. I am not here to say fuck you as much as I am to say thanks to all the people who made my stay amazing. Special shoutouts to my niggas: sorry, savy, olivver, breakfast club, clail, njnp, mayo, hallows, greninjawarrior and more. I'll miss you all a lot.
And as an ending, I just want to apologize for being what I was. That's not really who I am. I hurt people. I'm sorry for the way I acted. I hope at least someone reads this, and understands what I feel. Goodbye smogon.