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so i’ve had a really rough couple of months specifically because of my mental health. one thing led to another and after a chain of events i just dropped my whole life to focus on my well-being, and i have this amazing mom who’s helped me through.
i’m currently away from my home to focus on myself, surrounded by people who love me, and i realized that one of the biggest parts of my soul is books; reading and writing them. i have been scared to continue writing on wattpad for a while now because of the painfully slow progress that authors have and my own fear of failure, but now i just feel like fuck it. i’m messily working on several books right now, and i’m gonna start posting the chapters of Letters to Love as i initially planned to do before disappointment, discouragement and hopelessness found me.
as for Hayden’s story, i’m trying to work on it, but i feel the need to say that Fixing Her has been part of the damage that I’m currently recovering from, because when writing it three, four, years ago, i didn’t think it would affect me the way it did, but yet, here we are. i love my book, i love my characters (most of them..) and i know that i will not leave the universe i created, but right now, i will take my break from it to focus on my own healing before i try healing Hayden. i will post the chapters of Letters to Love, i will overcome my fear of failure and addiction to instant gratification, and i will slowly work my way back to who i really am.
focus on you. that’s your best friend. that’s your only friend. as an author, one thing i’ve learned is that we seek fictional worlds for them to fill the voids that nonfictional worlds have dug up in us, but even though i want my fictional princes and princesses to fill the voids in my soul, they can’t. i have to do that.
i adore y’all, stay safe and sound and have a beautiful Christmas ♡
x Michelle