IWSG: October, 2015

It’s IWSG day—the day when we writers come together to share our insecurities, worries, hesitations, fears and hopes! Founded by the always considerate Alex J. Cavanaugh, The Insecure Writer’s Support Group serves to provide writers with an opportunity to let it all out, or just provide a little inspiration.
I had high hopes for today: I was going to have a guest poster come on and talk about his depression-themed book; I was going to travel around the internet and visit my fellow IWSGers; I was going to clean the house, maybe take a shower; I was going to catch up on the author interviews and guest posts I owe people; I was going to pet my dogs.
But Abby’s still sick and I need to take her to the doctor; my guest poster vanished on me and I’m left tossing something together at the last minute; this is the first time I’ve gotten to my computer today and it’s already 1:00; the house is a mess; I’m a mess; there are mountains of laundry to be done; I have 347 unread emails; I’m completely behind on everything I owe everyone; I have I-don’t-know-how-many text messages and voicemails to respond to.
On top of that, I feel like almost everyone in the real world, writing world, blogging world and every other world has forgotten about me; I’m feeling quite overwhelmed and very underappreciated and, in turn, my dogs probably think I’ve forgotten about them. I haven’t eaten yet today—I’m staring down my cheeseburger, but I’m also trying to type this out and post it as quickly as possible so that I can get back to Abby before she starts crying again—or throws up on the dog again.
I wish I had something good to post today. I wish I had something inspiring. I try to be inspiring. I try not to be a Debbie Downer. But I’m feeling lonely, I’m feeling defeated, I’m feeling overwhelmed and I’m feeling abashed.

No matter. Tomorrow’s another day. I think I’ll try a bite of that cheeseburger now.