My book keeps changing. Why does it keep changing? Is it like water? Does the wind blow it just right and create waves to pulverize all the progress made thus far? Am I not happy with the ideas flowing from my fingertips? So many questions. I can't figure it out. Well, I guess, in a … Continue reading Change….
I suck.
I already know it. I promised I would make weekly posts on this blog, and I have failed to keep that promise. And don't even get me started on the excuses. That list is longer than the actual reason why I am not getting this done. Kids. Take them to school, pick them up from … Continue reading I suck.
Lessons learned
When you know something isn't going to end well, it's because you've experienced all the signs of a bad breakaway. You could be in a relationship with someone you've tried going out with before, you could be helping out members of your own family you've extended help to on a previous occasion, or, in my … Continue reading Lessons learned
Endless nightmares
Depression. Anxiety. Pushing through the darkness that's inevitable at this point. I find myself stuck in the same rut as always, wondering when all this darkness is going to be eviscerated by some light. A ray of hope. An end to this constant cycle of internal distaste and loathing about the situation I now find … Continue reading Endless nightmares
A new day
It's a new day. A new sunrise. New sunset. I woke up this morning and felt relief in coming to decisions about the rest of my time in this apartment: I will limit interactions with M as much as possible. Even though we are at odds, and since our final discussion where our decision to … Continue reading A new day
Overcooked
I now know where I stand in the grand scheme of this arrangement. All the signs pointed to this inevitable conclusion, where this situation blows up in everyone's face. Sadly, not only will she suffer, but the children will suffer as well. It's a hard truth to the matter, but it's a truth. C and … Continue reading Overcooked
Issues with issues.
Five years in two months. What I feel I have lived since moving into the apartment on March 2, 2019. Two months extended to the point of five years. Exhaustion, struggle, coping with multiple forms of stress and duress. I need a psychiatrist for my issues, because my issues have issues. When the three adults … Continue reading Issues with issues.
Eternal struggles.
In the last post, I announced my decision to start working on my novel again and get it published. I have been pouring myself into this goal with everything I have, without forgetting the other responsibilities resting upon my shoulders. A difficult thing, multitasking. It shows you every flaw that you possess in one shot. … Continue reading Eternal struggles.
New Aspirations
Working to get started as a freelance writer is turning out to be more difficult than I imagined. I'm not delusional or believe that filling out applications and applying to positions will get me in the door. My experience in writing is limited to personal advancement and self-study. I haven't accomplished anything in the writing … Continue reading New Aspirations
Glutton for punishment.
It's been weeks since I have posted anything. I apologize to my followers and subscribers for not being steady. Getting back into the mindset that this is my occupation, to keep going, is rough. We are experiencing life in the apartment. It's a struggle with all the incidents that are occurring to keep this up. … Continue reading Glutton for punishment.
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