Hey guys, it's ya boy, Jay, and I have a bit of bad news to mention. It's nothing too serious, but it'll be an explanation why it seems like lately, my heart just isn't in it with my stories and my writing. also, here's your trigger warning now, because it's gonna get a little personal and upsetting.
So, as a wee lad, my mother ditched me and left me when I was 5, and for the past 21 years I have been trying to slave away at making a relationship with her work, but she's a narcissist, and doesn't truly care about anyone but herself. I've been trying to please a woman who just can't be impressed by me, wants nothing to do with me, and actively puts my little brother before me every time. That last one doesn't sound bad, but it is, I promise. I am going through a bit of the grief cycle because I've made the choice to finally and permanently cut her out. If it's an emergency, she can of course get a hold of me, but other then life or death nonsense, I want nothing to do with her. This nonsense has been affecting my writing a lot, and it's been making my attention span be all sorts of wonky. Once things settle down and go back to relatively normal, my writing should improve and I might even finish a few more stories.
I'm not asking for anything on your guys end, other then patience and understanding. I hope you continue to enjoy my stories, and I will see y'all on the flipside.
And with that, my bats, cats, and serpentine friends, I shall bit you a fond farewell, and a very happy Pride month.