Anyone else losing it yet?

Well, it's been almost four months since I've left my house.
Four months since I last went grocery shopping.
Four months since I've seen friends.
Eight months since I've seen family.

And it's getting to me. again. It got to me once before, but I pulled myself out the death spiral and did my best to make the best of things. I wrote two damn books, for goodness sake!

But now the death spiral has started again, and I'm having trouble pulling myself out of it, again.

I tell you this not to make you worry. I'm writing this, in case someone else is struggling with this, too. Because there's no end in sight.

Two weeks, psh.
Two month. Yea, okay.
All damn year? Most likely.

All the things that I was holding out hope for are slowly slipping away, passing me by, and no longer on the table.

And that is hard. So, I'm doing my best to just throw myself into my writing, editing, and reading. Distraction is the name of the game right now.

I may not be able to physically leave my house, but through my books and other people's books, at least I can go somewhere else, mentally.

So, I encourage EVERYONE to pick up a damn book and get lost in it.

Right now, it's just about my only saving grace.