I guess this blog, and the last one, will/have more or less become a chronicle of my experiences with the hospital, surgery, recovery, and a little bit of school and LGBT+ pride. But really…that’s about it. I guess that’s what happens when you start a blog out of recovery boredom.
That being said, I come to Quill and Shield with bad news. I’m going under. Again.
I’m going to spare y’all the sunshine and rainbows. Because I expected to come here by the end of August and say that I’m healed and everything in my life is back to normal. In fact, I expected to do that just under two years ago. But life doesn’t always go as planned, and we need to push forward and just keep going.
It sucks. It really does. But at this point, I have given up on trying to sugarcoat things. I will get better eventually. This will heal and I will move on. Until then, I’m sitting (or laying on my stomach) here and writing entries and stories.
I’ve gotten a lot more secretive and closed-off when it comes to my personal life, I guess. So I’m not going to say any more here about my surgery. If you actually want to know, you can come to me about it. I’d just rather keep this entry short and sweet, you know?
Soon enough, I’ll be updating this blog with things I’ve learned over the last surgeries on necessities and things I’ve learned since my first necessity post. So I guess look out for that?
Things you can do to help in the mean time:
~Recommend me shows, anime, music, books, and really any other entertainment.~Tell me about your own experiences.
~If you have them, give me prompts to write about or draw.
~That’s really about it. Honestly, I think I’m freaking out about this a lot less than my mom. I have a support system I can rely on with her, Starr, and Nova, so I guess I’m okay.
Have a nice day/afternoon/evening, and I look forward to your continued support.