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Flist, you are nerdy and witty and sarcastic and whiny. You are strong people and you are brave people, you are intrepid and unsung, you are delightful and draining and devious. You comfort, amuse, engage, educate, entertain me. You're mad and you're bad and you make me glad. You rock.
God damn, am I depressed.
God damn, am I depressed.
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And thank you so much. The thing is, I do have time to write so I shouldn't complain. I have more time than most people and my family supports me since I can't seem to get my own shit together. But it's difficult for me to concentrate on anything I want to take very seriously when there's so much going ON, and I thought I was going to be able to get away from all that. Now it looks like maybe I might, so I'm all cheery again. But anyway, mostly what I end up writing when I feel there's so much around to distract me is fanfic, or bits of things I'll never finish, or...other stuff I'll never finish. So I *am* writing and it's my own fault I'm not using the time I do have; I just...yeah, stomping!
Thank you for letting me rant about it. (((huggles!))