It doesn’t seem to be a coincidence that this is happening again just one year later. This is a really hard time of year for me. Who wants to battle cold and darkness in addition to everything else we face? Be kind to yourself, JLS. It all comes together somehow.
Sooooooooo … I had a bit of a breakdown last night. I’m not quite sure how to classify it: Mental breakdown? Nervous breakdown? Emotional breakdown? Manic episode? Whatever it was, it was wild and rollicking and high-pitched and ugly.
It was not, however, connected to OCD. So, there’s a victory.
It was connected to my next novel. I have a first draft but it’s terrifically first-drafty, with so much work needed that it feels insurmountable. When you see my post about “showing up” later this week, you’ll think I’m a hypocrite, but yesterday, it really felt like staring at an elephant that was so big it filled my viewfinder. And there I was, holding a fork, with the instructions to start eating. Where do you start?
In addition, there are some very dear people in my life who are dealing with health concerns right now, so worrying about…
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