I’m sorry to announce this and I’m sure a lot of people will be disappointed, but I am no longer going to be translating.
I’ll put this at the top in the hopes more people read it: I’ll try to translate at least another month’s worth due to the donations I’ve received. I’ve already cancelled all recurring payments and removed donation links from my site, but if you want a refund for the last month, message me with the email you donated with and I will refund it. I would also suggest reaching out to other translators that are looking for a new series. Atelier Tanaka is popular and would bring in a lot of views to anyone that can offer a decent translation and a more frequent upload schedule.
I also intend on keeping this site up for as long as I can afford to or until someone else picks up this series and migrates old chapters over (I don’t want people to rely on scraping sites to read old chapters). They, or anyone else, are free to take all of the chapters I’ve posted and archive them or post them on their own site(s).
I’m sorry for dropping this, but I’ve always felt this sense of guilt for releasing so slowly and I hope that someone will pick this up and give this series (and all of you) the proper treatment it deserves.
Everything below here is my reason for stopping:
If you’ve been reading this series for a while, you’d know that I suffered from health issues years ago that really put me into a bad depression. I’ve been on meds for this for a couple years now and I believed it was helping up until recently. I mentioned about a month ago that I found a new job and would go from working 70+ hours a week down to about 40. For the better part of a year now, I’ve always felt melancholic and I believed this to be due to my high work load and never being home. Even after leaving that job, I still feel this way. I get angry at people for inviting me out because I need to think of an excuse to tell them other than, “I feel like shit and I don’t know why, but I don’t even want to leave my bed.”
I wish I knew why I felt this way or how to fix it. I can’t even use the excuse of covid because it has hardly affected my life. I’ve never had it and nobody close to me has died from it. I hope that I can find time to find something that works. Be that therapy, meds, or something else. I used to workout a lot because that was the one thing that would alleviate this sense of melancholy, but even that does nothing for me any more.