
BondedForLife
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Hello, my dear readers! For anyone who might care—Yes, I am alive. Sorry for the lack of posting. The last few months have been hard, my bipolar is out of whack, my ADHD is on the fritz, and with that, the anxiety and insomnia. I've been binging my favourite comfort show, rizzoli & isles. I love those ladies, and they've really helped me have a few laughs when it's been an especially glum day. Anywho, I had been watching so many rizzoli & isles. I had a dream a few weeks ago where Jane helped me through a particularly rough day (because that day had just been shit). And it really made me feel better. Yes, sad, I know :) But I've embraced it and started writing a few scenarios of essentially self-indulgent comfort fics. I doubt I'll post it but this is kind of my way of saying, yes I know I haven't updated in a while and I feel shit about it but right now I'm trying to find some healing and comfort in my writing and reading without expectations. Anyways, if you read until this far, thank you, and I truly appreciate you <3