I think it was just a misunderstanding, SeaGlass. I hope you won't leave.
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I think it was just a misunderstanding, SeaGlass. I hope you won't leave.
Don't go Seaglass... I knew what you meant! :group hug:
seaglass I read it how you intended *hug* please don't leave =)
Dont over think it and make me your reason for leaving the forum. You posted a meme I took the wrong way cuz there was no context. Its not a big deal a few people told me you're saying I hate you now? I dont hate you
I just didn't agree with your post... In the drama thread... Where people disagree.
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Ok I'm back after a short 3-4 day mernetwork detox. I'm ok now guys.
Also, guys I never went around saying "Raina hates me" . I said and meant that it feels like I annoy her. Where did "hate" come from?
The Grinch? ;)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86jbnMOAcy0
It doesn't matter where the word "hate" came from, I believe you're not responsable. I'm glad you're back and feeling well.
It's a beautiful day where I am today so we should move on and enjoy.
January has been a stressful month full of drama. Let's make February a better memory.
:group hug:
" i'm just not gonna come on the forum for a while." also when I said this, "a while" meant "a while or short period of time". Oops! Didn't think people would think longer :confused:
But thanks for your kind words everyone.
Seriously, if one more person in my circle of friend and acquaintances dies, I'm going to lose my mind. RIP Ash. This makes... 9 for me, though a couple of those weren't known by the rest. All but one of these people in their 30s. Enough already.
:hug:I read that, Surly, and had to do a double take. Leo and I named our baby Ash.
I miscarried her at 12 weeks.
I'm sorry you two :( :hugs:
Thank you. I'm angry- not at him. He killed himself. But I'm angry in general and so fucking sad.
But. Taking it off this thread now.
I'm grateful I have nothing to bitch about. I just needed to vent that, but I took it to the mental health thread.
Sad to hear you, girls :sad eyes:
I really don't know what's wrong with me... Lately I'm always half a step away from breaking down crying. I used to be so stoic, but lately I feel like someone replaced the steel in my backbone with half-baked marshmallows, and I'm just crumbling. I didn't have the best childhood, and I always had this well of strength to draw from, but now it seems when I try to pull from that well I get nothing but dust and tears. Yesterday, I felt the first inklings of inspiration for writing for the first time in almost 3 years.... Then my husband had to mention "You ever gonna publish?". Know this: the reason I haven't felt like writing in nearly 3 years is because I tried to publish. I contacted an editor, gave him the first 80 pages of my book, he raved about how awesome it was, and then refused to take my calls over the next several months. So I'm left thinking that he lied about how much he loved it. My inspiration died completely at the mention of the 'P' word, and once again writing is the last thing I want to do. I feel like my brain had an abortion. This really doesn't help my emotional state any.
Did you tell your husband that?
It sounds like you might be battling depression...talk to a professional about that!
But the other issue, something I feel more confident about commenting on, you live in a fabulous age where publishers are obsolete. These days, you can self publish without huge investment, heck, any investment other than your writing and your willingness to promote yourself. If you want to publish on paper, Lulu and Blurb both print on demand, meaning you don't have to worry about having "paper on the floor". Many other new and successful authors offer only ebook versions of their work. I don't want to speak for her, but I'm sure Raina can offer some pointers as well. J.K. Rowling lived in her car before she published Harry Potter, and now she is one of the richest women in the world! Just because one publisher blew smoke up your ass then ditched your calls is no reason to let it derail you. I worked in publishing since the eighties, and most of the time, the people who sign book deals couldn't find their butts with both hands.
Breathe. The inspiration will come again. I'm sure your husband was trying to be helpful. I know I'm rooting for you! :hug:
It might help if you swim on over to the Mer-Writers thread- a few of us have probably been through similar. I know I have, if not the same situation. And for me, writing has nothing to do with being published. It would be awesome. But I finally decided I write for the love of it, and I don't have to be great to do something I love. I've been there, having some thing about my writing trigger a total shut down in the writing creativity, and it's a terrible feeling. It's like losing who you are. But if you want to ask at the writer's thread, you might find tips on getting your inspiration and creativity back. If you want. I also know sometimes a person just needs to get something off their chest, which is why this thread is here.
Yes, I did. He felt horrible about saying what he said once he realized how it made me feel. He was trying to be helpful, which makes me feel bad for being pissed at him. I feel a little better right now because I finally stopped fighting the tears and just had a childish tear-tantrum when I was alone in the house this afternoon. I tend to hold all my sad/mad feelings in and give them no outlet until they force their way out. Not a good coping mechanisim, I know. Let's just say I was raised by over-emoting parents, and seeing how much trouble that got them in, I guess I figure hiding my emotions would be better. I need to find healthy ways to express myself. PearlieMae, SurlySeaNymph, thank you. Your posts really help.