Idle Rambling of the Day
I have decided that writing is hard. It is time consuming and ego affecting. Lately, even with all the other stressors in my life, it has become the second worst one I face. That's scary. It's passed my psychiatric unit job, smart allecky students, and poverty. That's saying alot.
I feel more insecure now than I have in al ong time. It's not about the massive weight gain I've had (25 + lbs since the summer) it's about writing. Wow, I'm actually more concerned about writing than weight. My body dysmorphic disorder is not very happy right now.
