I have been going through a lot recently and I wasn't planning on bringing it up online but last night I had a meltdown so I think it's worth letting it out. So for the past three/four? weeks my mum has been in the hospital with breast cancer. She's hopefully going to start chemotherapy soon, but I have been really worried about her, and my anxiety has been making it a thousand times worse cause it keeps on making up scenarios about my mum dying TvT. I have subconsciously been keeping everything bottled up, and last night when my dad told me that unless Jesus gives us a miracle, she's never going to get back to where she was before all this, I just couldn't take it anymore. I'm doing a bit better today, but yeah. If there is a sudden surge in story writing from me it's because I'm hiding in my fantasy worlds.