Will I get to post 200 stories by the end of the year? I don’t know. I have most of them already in the first draft but locked in a virtual locker on my computer or in notebooks. Here’s the problem: my brain hates me.
I don’t want to just disclose every detail about my mental health status, but let’s just say it’s been a long battle – over a decade and counting. I’ve had to really anchor myself so many times, just to make it another day. Keeping a steady job, being supportive of loved ones, and generally just being functional takes a heavy toll on my mental stamina.
When it comes to my dream of becoming a published author, a writer by trade, I’ve been on a downward spiral that’s been very hard to stop. I’ve never given up completely, but I’ve let it simmer in the back while I try to get my shit together. Unfortunately for me, I’ve never gotten my shit together, and as things are going, I don’t really know how that can be possible. So I have to try to keep it together for long enough to be functional while also working on this lifelong dream of mine that’s slipping through my fingers.
I won’t stop writing and sharing it. Becoming a published author will happen when it happens. I just hope that if you’re reading this, you’re enjoying my stories and that maybe my journey helps you too.
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