Saturday, December 12, 2020
Welcome back to the steampunk riverboat, my chuckaboos! I hope all of you are staying safe and well. I invite you into my sanctuary, a place free of politics, religion, self-righteousness, and all the things that bring judgement with them.
Many of you know that I deal with the effects of PTSD (anxiety, agoraphobia, and whatever else pops in) day-to-day, minute-to-minute. Yesterday I read something that “triggered” me in a huge way. The ending was a huge sucker-punch, at least for me. That’s on me, not the writer of the piece. I take accountability for my personal shortcomings. Regardless, I was so undermined by it that I’m prompted to make a promise to you. My stories are like this sanctuary — a safe place for the imagination. My idea of “happily ever after” is not normal, but I will never kill…
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