S.O.B
Okay. Which one of you lovelies wants to be my damn personal assistant or my children’s nanny? I need one of the two, but preferably both. Sigh.
Living with depression is such a drag. (literally) One minute you’re on top of the world. The next minute, you’re wanting to shove your head into a big thing of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream. It’s like a very shitty rollercoaster. I love rollercoasters but this one is shitty. It is like it keeps stopping in the middle of the ride leaving me dangling upside down. Or it stops just as I’m in the middle of the fun drop. (Grrrr.) Either let me have the fun rollercoaster or let me the fuck off. Ya know? Ah. The life of me.
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Moving on to better not so shitty topics (HA). The paranormal romance anthology that I am co-coordinating and an author in is kicking ass! It hasn’t released yet, but our FB page is hopping and the pre-orders are rolling in. It makes me smile. A portion of the proceeds is going to the Wounded Warrior Project! As a veteran, this just makes me smile ear to ear. Doing good always feels good. Right? 
