Coming Home

Hey all, I'm just dropping by to let you know that I am still here, but I have had the literal worst 3 weeks. It's like I pissed off a Greek God or something. Usually, I try not to let my personal life invade my writing, but it's just been so hellish, I know I cannot provide you with quality content. I don't want anyone to worry as I am okay. It's just been very overwhelming the last few weeks. Truth be told, I try not to let people into my personal life, but you guys might have read my open letter to the band.

In the last 3 weeks, I rear ended a car while we were both at full stops because my surgery knee slipped off the brake, had to file a police report, had to deal with a second round of sexual assault that triggered all my memories of the first one, slept in my closet for fear that man would somehow figure out where I lived, had my car's spark plug explode and flood my car with the smell of gas, spent over $1300 in rent and my car, got into a minor car crash that has really fucked up my back, and got a UTI.

I assure you all that I am okay, but I know that I cannot provide quality content right now. And you all deserve better than what the last 3 weeks has provided in regards to mental ability. Don't worry, I have ideas for each story, but I am not ready to execute them just yet.

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