I’ve been terribly neglectful, I didn’t realize how long it had been since I last posted on here! I received answers for ailments that have been ongoing, though I cannot say the solutions I received are the best options at this point. Right now I’m considering talking to the neurosurgeon and seeing about getting surgery done to fix what’s wrong, that’s if they would even consider doing it until the condition worsens. Within a week of finding out what was wrong I found myself single, once more. Completely unrelated, or at least 98%, as to why the relationship ended, mind you. I have still been through a bit of hell in all of it, but have been plenty busy with my job that pays the bills, and adjusting my budget/paying off debt. Thankful that chapter is closed, clearly not one that would have ended well.

So the medical aspect: I have what’s called Arnold Chiari Malformation Type 1. I had my onset of symptoms start of this year, with sudden migraines. Technically it’s been one long, never-ending migraine, but it all makes sense now. Worse symptoms showed up throughout this year, and I have some still that are etching their way through, thus my consideration to consult with the neurosurgeon. Fun times, I tell you!

All that garbage aside, I started writing again, and it feels amazing! I don’t know if there is a feeling equivalent to how writing makes me feel as it flows. It’s also funny, the things you will research as you write. Looking up what types of containers have been used to hold liquids, pens and pencils creation, types of trees and flowers, proper terminology for similar items across centuries of time! Time consuming, but completely worth the effort :).

Something else intriguing has occurred. I had a fan reach out, two technically, asking for hand written letters. I have happily obliged, and must admit it is both insanely flattering and humbling. Should send apologies in advance, my handwriting is atrocious :S…beyond that I found myself, this past 4th of July weekend, trying to find something to do for myself, and thought about my writing without even realizing it was my own writing I was thinking about. I know that sounds odd, but honestly I was thinking about the story line and how I wanted to see what happened next, before it struck me fully what I was thinking about! There was a lot on my mind, as per usual…but this was funny when I caught up with where my mind had gone.