Everything is shit.
For my entire life, I have suffered from unnaturally low self-esteem.
Okay, that's an understatement. I have suffered from self-esteem lower than the Grand Canyon that I repeatedly pound into the ground with a sledgehammer.
Right now, I'm at a low point. I don't really know why yes I do, but I'm not about to pour my soul out here.
As a result of my self-esteem issues, I can't make myself write. Everything I do write I'm not pleased with. I'm not saying this so you'll all say things like "oh you're a wonderful writer," "we love your story," or anything like that. I know I have some talent for writing. Otherwise, I wouldn't have so many wonderful reviewers and followers. But I'm just having a hard time seeing it right now.
I just recently went on a mini-hiatus, and it's not fair of me to do so again. I'm so sorry for that. I just need time to get back on my feet. And hey, that might be a month, or even just a couple of days.
Until then, there are plenty of wonderful stories on this site that you can read. I hope that when I come back, you'll all still be here to welcome me back.
And to make it up to you guys, I'll propose a deal. When I get over my stupid pity-party, I'll post two chapters a month. That seems impossible to me right now and a part of my brain is yelling at me to stop being an idiot. But you guys have been amazing. It's the least I can do.
Thank you all so much.
I'm sorry I'm such a bad person. I still have a giant kitten to defeat, but I can't even do that because I feel so bad about myself. Erg!
I'll see you again, hopefully soon.
-Nicole
