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Hiatus


Hi folks!

So I wanted to reach out today, mostly just to apologise for my hiatus...

You see, I set myself a mission of writing and publishing something every day. And for a while that was going so well. I felt inspired, and motivated, and excited about each new post. I was writing about parts of me I hadn't shared before, trying new writing styles, talking about some pretty emotional subjects, an feeling empowered by my own voice.

I watched the page views grow, and I was so excited that you all were reading my work!

Then, somewhat unexpectedly, life got a little busy, and my physical and mental health suffered with trying to keep up with everything, and writing quickly fell to the wayside. And, just like everything, once you get out of the habit of something, it's an uphill battle to get back to where you were before.

After that, each time I sat down to write, the words just didn't seem to flow. I was frustratingly writing, editing, deleting, rewriting, rearranging, restarting, and then giving up. Every time it happened I grew more and more disheartened and doubtful, which made the whole situation even worse.

Now, it's been a week since I shared anything.

There are over a dozen unfinished, non-sensical posts sat in my drafts folder from this past week, and none of those are work I'd be even grudgingly willing to share. There are happy posts and sad posts and silly posts and serious posts... But they're not ready yet.

So instead of the radio silence, I thought I'd quickly explain why I've been a little quieter than usual, and promise that I'm working on returning to normal real soon.

Thank you for bearing with me, I'll try to make it worth your patience and your understanding.

See you all soon!

Thanks for reading, over and out.

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