Thriving.

Anxiety is a tricky demon.

It lays itself down on your chest and before you know it, you are suffocating.

Being an author has its ups and downs. The biggest up, you are a fucking author. You did it. You wrote your story and published it. It’s out there in the world for all to see.

The biggest down is, its out there, for the whole world to see.

Fuck.

2025 has been a life changing year for me. Did you know, I have OCD, ADHD, depression, severe anxiety and BPD 2? I didn’t know either. That is until I was diagnosed. Getting my diagnosis was like finding the manual to my brain. I got the tools to figure things out, but just because I got the tools didn’t mean all my issues would just magically fix themself. Its been a lot of work.

Overall, I am a happier person. I have to work a little harder at setting myself down and writing. My brain is being rewired and I am still trying to figure out what that means.

I write slower now. Falling Too Late took me three months to write. Falling Too Far feels like its taken me years.

But that is the one thing that has not changed. I still love to write.