I’m about to hit Publish on part one of the promised updates, but I wanted to offer one last explanation/warning before you read on:
Shit gets heavy, and I’m sorry about that. Also, I do not approach my grief, the family drama, or anyone’s illness with the reverence or dignity that some people would likely prefer. If you are one of those people, you are encouraged to skip the next few posts and wait for me to give an official All Clear announcement. I will make inappropriate jokes here because I made them in hospital rooms to actual sick people. Because that’s who I am. I make no apologies for it.
I don’t know how many parts the “catch up series” will take; I thought I did, when I started, but I just had to take an emotional health break from part 4 (I was shaking and it got too hard) and I haven’t even explained something I meant to get to in the first one so… we’ll see? Then again, I might find that I can wrap it all up quickly once I get past that worst bit. Who knows? Anyway, read ’em, don’t read ’em, binge ’em when they’re all up… you do you. I just need to purge and keep the blogging muscles toned and this is my compromise.
One last point: this is not a work of fiction. There is no clear hero, nor a villain. There are people I love, people I loathe, and most often they are the same damned person. Sometimes I fuck up, because the fact that it’s my story doesn’t mean I always make the right choices. Relationships will seem complicated, confusing, and you may find yourself asking, “wait… doesn’t she hate him/her?” Please understand that the answer to that question is complicated and ever-evolving and even I don’t have all the up-to-the minute answers. Motives are murky, and I’m left puzzling over questions of personal gain and thought processes more than once. But that’s life, you know?