0ptical_Illusion

So wattpad is taking down some of my stories due to them "violating guidelines". They have just removed my "Happy Birthday" story. So I'm probably going to be unpublished a good chunck of my stories so that they can't be deleted 

My boyfriend left me. 
          
          He grabbed his things and left while I was out hanging out with a friend. Didn't leave a note, didn't text, didn't call, nothing just gone. I had to call him to get him to break up with me over the phone. 

My great uncle died.
          Nobody told me.
          They held his funeral yesterday.
          Nobody told me. 
          I didn't get to say goodbye because NOBODY IN MY FUCKING FAMILY TOLD ME! MY "MOM" IS TOO FUCKING HELLBENT ON BEING PETTY THAT SHE MADE NE MISS HIS FUCKING FUNERAL! I CAN HANDLE A LOT, BUT NOT FUCKING TELLING ME THAT MY UNCLE DIED, CROSSES A FUCKING LINE!

Panic time y'all!!!!
          
          So my fiancee knows that I write on here and has even allowed me to use his iPad to create covers for stories before, but he's never actually read anything other than what I've shown him. 
          
          Well now I have a problem, he's figured out what my account is and wants to read my stuff and I'm freaking out. 
          
          If this man starts pulling out moves or lines from my stories, I'm going to melt and then start digging my own grave. 

So um, I'm terrified. 
          
          Istg I just fucking heard my fiance knocking on the bathroom door while I was in it. I heard him walk up, I heard him knock on the door, I responded, no answer, I responded again, again no answer. I could hear him start to walk away, so I opened the door and there was no one there. Not even a shadow on the damn wall, but I could still hear him walking away. And when I say hear him walking away, I mean I could hear it. He is very heavy footed to the point where the floor vibrates a bit. 
          
          So I get out of the bathroom and go to the room, which is basically right across the hall, and I find my fiance snuggled up in bed, snoring, with thunderstorms playing. 
          
          This man was dead asleep. 
          So who was walking around my apartment? 
          I've checked everywhere, and nothing. Not a single thing. 
          
          And before someone tells me that it might have been my upstairs neighbor, it wasn't. I can tell the difference between someone on the other side of a door, and the sound of my neighbor walking in their own apartment, especially because when they walk around my ceiling creaks like a mofo. 

I don't think y'all understand the amount of times I have gone back and read my CEO story when I'm bored. 
          
          Like, damn, I think that was like my peek right there lol

Gotta love my brain *face palm*
          
          My friend: "hey I wanna get out of my house on Sunday, and I know you need some motivation to clean sometimes. Mind if I come over and help you clean?" 
          
          Me: "not at all, come on over. The apartment could use a deep clean." 
          
          My brain: "you need to clean as much as you can mentally handle before they get here, otherwise you are a failure."
          
          
          
          
          
          Me now with two completely new litter boxes for the cats, a vacuumed and totally different set up living room 

Hey guys, I'm so sorry that I've been on a bit of a hiatus. I've just got a lot going on and haven't really had the time to sit down and just write, plus I'm having major writer's block. 
          
          I've been getting burned out for a long time and for a while now, I just haven't had the motivation to write. 
          
          I promise, none of my books are being discontinued, if they are you guys will be the first to know, I'm just really stressed. I am trying to work on some stuff for you guys, I really am. 
          
          I have really bad seasonal depression when it comes to cold seasons, and where I live it's been getting colder by the day. I'm really trying to push myself to write for you guys though, I know a lot of you have been waiting on updates, and I am so sorry I haven't been giving them to you. 

Is you story Alpha being discontinued??

Just came up with a metaphor for something that's going on with me. 
          
          My therapist said that it made perfect sense and that she had never thought of using it to compare something going on in the mind, but that it perfectly explained it. She also said that she's going to use that from now on. 
          
          I think I'm close to winning therapy y'all.