So September was an awful month for me it was very -1000/10 and lemme tell ya kids don't ever go to hospitals just learn to realign your own bones or do your own surgery the hospital is a sham
For those of you who don't know, I had gallstones--one of which had traveled to my fucking bile duct so they had to perform two different procedures to both get the stone out of said bile duct, and then completely remove gallbladder
It was great, I hated it
But of course, comes the hospital bills after all that, which was further stress inducing. And then having to do other Adult Stuff™ on top of that? Yeeeeeah, kinda wasn't in the best headspace to get any writing done
HOWEVER, I am getting better. Spooky month is here. Pumpkins litter the ground and the bugs are dying and things are getting handed on the Adult Stuff™ (finally)
Which brings me to the fun announcement for YOU GUYS! During this time of me physically being unable to write because of this shit, Cuddles and I were plotting talking about certain things for the fic
And as it stands right now? There's a lot of things that need to get changed for Reasons you'll find out later
SO, while there still won't be any chapter updates, please know that I AM working on the fic! I plan to get this bad boy finished there ain't no way I'm gonna abandon it.
To try and shorten this already long as fuck post, every chapter I currently have out will be getting some minor to MAJOR editing to be able to make this new idea work out in the story
You won't be seeing the edits in the fic itself until they're all done and when the newest chapter is finished, but don't worry! I'll put up my usual announcement and include the one that lets y'all know the edits are finished!
Thank you all so much for your patience, I'm sorry I've been dead on here because of Life Shit, but I promise I'm not going anywhere <3 (you can't get rid of me that easily)
I remember when I was 13 me and my dad were going to go visit my mom in the hospital after she had a major depressive episode and the doctor said "sorry you can't bring kids back here" like um that's my mom??
i hate hospitals. i always have. i hate the way they smell. i hate the constant beeping. i hate watching the amount of people sitting in pain or waiting anxiously in waiting rooms. yet you sit there like it's your second home, the noise, the smell, the air, it doesn't seem to bother you at all. you sit there chatting to me about finding the name of your dr while another dr draws blood from your veins as if it doesn't even matter and i can't even look at you. i can't stand being there, but as much as you say, "i know you hate it here, you don't have to stay" i can't stand the thought of leaving you in this place alone. i'm not leaving. you're here in pain, i can deal with a little bit of discomfort. loving you is worth sitting in a hospital for hours.
I’m at the ER now. The staff is being very attentive because they’re worried about a possible blood clot. I’m a bit stressed and hurty ofc but I’ll probably be fine
Made this back in February, but it still holds true. The vines and thorns are the visual representation of my invisible chronic pain. I kinda gave up by the end because I had gotten out what I needed to.