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I was just talking about this last night & it was definitely reconfirmed today...
One of the WORST parts about being educated, self-aware, and advocating for/about my disorders: the beginning is full of hope that turns to frustration as time marches forward.
Here's why...🧵
Roman will NOT get on the bed unless there it is made. If the comfort is messed up AT all, he will not get on it. Period. It's like the sheets freak him out.
Also, he is like a toddler...pulls out EVERY toy to play with ONE! 🤣🤣
Printed both of my novels. I've spent the week re-reading. It's been 4 years since it was written.
It's terrible. The story is great. The writing is meh...
Now, 2 books become one.
Making notes and getting ready for November.
The fact that I couldn't see how terribly this was written back then is why they say to read and re-read. And to put time between reading and writing.
I just had a story that I knew needed to come out. I wrote it in a manic fury bc I had to. The 2nd one too.
I genuinely cannot believe it's only Wednesday. There is no way time is real. At the very least, it does NOT work the way we say it does.
The Originals is one of my fave guilty pleasure shows, but it has always bothered me that all of the Mikaelsons have an English accent...but not Elijah? I don't understand. It has always been very distracting to me. 🤣🤣
The people at work are starting to side-eye my bad luck. This year has been especially heinous.
Walk with me...
1) I cracked a capped tooth all the way across the base. Tooth cannot be saved, but is too expensive to fix, so I'm walking around with a loose FRONT tooth. Still.
8) And to round it out, I'm pretty certain I have a pinched nerve that is making it feel like someone is cutting my groin and thigh muscles with a serated knife with every step.
Have you ever seen someone try to walk without moving their hip socket?
Y'all. I think I need a backiotomy! This shit has been like this for 3 weeks and has only gotten worse.
The nerve pain in my thigh is almost unbearable.
I just need to make it through work tomorrow. But tonight... I'm potato.
I've been up since 3:30 am this morning. Couldn't WAIT to get home from work. My back hurts. I'm tired. I just wanted to be a potato.
Open my apartment door. The first thing that hits me is the smell of shit. The second thing that hit me was ROMAN...AS HE BOLTED OUT LIKE A SHOT!