Ok, I am not doing alright inside. Graduated last year, and juggled two jobs. Had to leave one because my boss was abusive to me and my coworkers who slaved away for barely enough money to stay alive. I left to another job that was pretty much the same thing but exhausting hours. Now I’m FINALLY full time at one job, and it’s beautiful. People actually enjoy being there. So that’s new. Besides that, I’ve lost literally all of my dreams and passions. It sucks. I have no motivation to do anything anymore. I’m in a bad place spiritually. I’m trying to pull my life together but I have zero experience doing that. I’m trying to write but every time I look at my books I just see every flaw and how it doesn’t look like people would love it, and I just want people to read and learn and love these stories. I practically raised these characters. I can barely get out of bed in the morning to get to work despite it being a good place full of kind people. I don’t really expect people to care. I feel alone constantly and I wish I could get one chapter out of my book, but I wanted to finish most of it before I started publishing. I barely have twelve half chapters. I don’t know how you guys do it. I’m floundering.
