I've wanted a book my entire life. Not just a book, but a published book. Now that that's happening, I'm kind of, sort of, losing my mind. Every time Adam starts talking about marketing ideas, I choke up, smile, and try to talk through the lump in my throat and stiffness in my shoulders.
WTF, ladies and gentlemen?
I guess I could go off about how life is contradictory and emotions don't necessarily fall into line with logic and meeting my own needs and being self-aware and radical acceptance and everything I'm learning in therapy (ooh! she's in therapy!), but instead for the moment I'm just going to roll my eyes at myself.
8 months ago