The bitch is back


It has been too long since I’ve sat behind a computer to type. Although I can’t complain since that picture was my view for the past week.

This past year their have been a lot of ups and downs, for the most part downs. Not in the sense that bad shit has happened to me, more like I just wasn’t feeling anything. It was like a numbness that wouldn’t go away no matter how many incredible things I did, visiting a place like that being one of them. I could go on about this feeling, but I’ll do that in another post.

The last two weeks have been oddly exhilarating. I didn’t have much to complain about or feel sad about. Even hearing that Trump is our next— I’m not going to even say it simply because he will never represent my opinions or beliefs. But even that, didn’t bother me as much as I thought it would. It’s like all the bad things just kind of deflected off me in this time.

Ever since I finally got to go to the Supernatural Convention as a vendor it was like that sad light flipped off. And I knew exactly why it happened. For the first time in a long time people knew who I was. Not from my family or my sisters, but for my work.

People recognized my work.

The book I poured my heart and soul into. The one thing I love more than anything in the world and people knewwwwwww. I will never forget that. Never ever. Not only that, but it brought back my love for the show. Whenever I’m at book fairs, I rarely speak. I’m practically mute, but there I literally spoke to people for forty minutes. I love love love it. I’m so proud to be a part of it. Looking forward, I’m hoping to attend more Supernatural Conventions and I couldn’t be happier.

Of course the day after the convention I flew out to my other job which lead me to the beautiful picture above. Now, I can’t recall how much detail I went into it last time i went there, but this time was a complete 180. Maybe it had something to do with the fact I was still high off the convention energy, but I loved it. I wasn’t stressed out at all. Last time there was this pressure about doing enough, but it wasn’t there this time. It was also two kids vs six, but I’m not sure that was it. Who am I kidding, it probably was. It was just much easier for me to be happy and not stressed and worried. There was only one day where I kind of lost that happiness, but it was returned the next day.

For those of you who saw me at the convention:

Greetings! I want you to know how much I love each and everyone of you. Thank you for giving me life again.


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