What a perfect day for another emotional breakdown.
Today, I am glad my therapist doesn’t follow my blog. But it’s only a matter of time before she finds me here as well.
I cried, I laid in bed, I blushed as I listened to another smutty book with a scene I did not know I would enjoy, but I did. Nothing like finding new things about yourself when you are having your second day of crying.
Either I am going to keep crying, or my period is finally going to come, and I can blame it for my declining mental health.
So what did I do today?
I didn’t write anything in my story, but I wrote something else.
Sometimes when I am writing, and I get emotionally stuck, I have to process through all the other pieces of writing that want to be created before I can write again.
It’s like a cleansing.
Or purification of my writer mind.
I think I need to keep going through this process so I can clear the way to more writing.
Thank you for sticking with me so far.
Word Count: 34,761 words
See you tomorrow, friends.
Jona Nightingale 