You know that feel you get when looking back at embarrassing moments in your life, and you're just thinking to yourself "why the **** did i do that? how did i even think of doing that?!" and you even feel a bit (much) physical discomfort, you know that feeling? It's called cringe/to cringe (wiki:
Cringe is the response to embarrassment or social awkwardness.)
So i had the 'pleasure' of looking back through my journals, comments, whatever i could find. Naturally i deleted it all as any sane person would have, unfortunately that won't stop me from buying a ticket to Brasil where i intend to live out my days as a hermit, spending every single minute denying i had ever anything to do with my deviantart.
I doubt i will ever upload anything to deviantart again, but times change now and then. Once, i didn't think my previous journals where cringey. Sick.