So long...
I had so many irons in the fire, and then I simply… stopped. Writing stopped. Creativity stopped. Life stopped. I know so many of you wondered where I went, what happened to me...
Nothing happened to me. Quite literally, nothing. I've been doing absolutely nothing, now, for months. Outside the windows, the seasons have changed, but I have been incapable of doing so, perpetually hesitating on the threshold.
I am, I have discovered, the poster-child for Avoidant Personality Disorder. This makes me cry, and yet leaves me relieved; it explains so much of my history to me, and gives me a starting point… but also explains why I simply cannot start.
To those who needed me, to those I let down, I am sorry. Most humbly sorry. For now, baby steps, retracing my fluttering lost threads. I will try to set right what I can.
I wish you all well.
C
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Sorry for the slow reply. I've had difficulty keeping up with DA this month because of working on my comics (what I promised myself and everyone else I would do 40hrs/week), Thanksgiving, my family responsibilities, having to drive my mom around to work (she finally got her car insured, thankfully!), and when so many of my friends were upset after the election, I was trying to read everyone's journals about that and try to be there for everyone. 
Note me if you need anything.