I haven’t written on here in months.

But it’s gotten a lot better.

I got my cats back. I’ll tell that story another time.

My dad and I have worked some things out and he’s become more accepting of me...and things are better.

Things with Cal are great.

I’ve gone almost six months without a panic attack.

I started an account on Medium and posted my blog post from here about the day my mother died, and it got read by curators and distributed to all of Medium.

I went to North Carolina for an anime/quirk convention.

I did an interview for a staff writer position. Didn’t get it, but got the experience.

I gained fifteen lbs. (Mixed feelings on that one...my butt looks great but my boobs didn’t even gain an ounce. The rest of the weight went to my stomach)

I’m writing on here just to say I’ve written today, because I’ve made a commitment to write every day, even if it’s not related to my end goal, at least it’s practice and I’m finding my voice.

I’m probably forgetting some things, but I’ll be back.

I’m going to go draw the smiley face on my “consistency” calendar for today’s writing goal.

Check.