leave it to me to develop a life-threatening eating disorder and have to go to a rehab center for a month to restore my weight
hello hi i have been gone for some time and honestly, my life has been too much to cram into any sort of summarizing so long story short: I am alive. Barely.
But here’s the news! I am seeing a specialist (like a therapist but better) for my mental situations and eating disorder and part of our work is that I write again. I haven’t written in nearly a year, and thus doing this requires a lot out of me. Anyway, I agreed to it. So here I am, once more, writing.
Here’s the dealio though, since I’m still super rusty and raw from the entire experience of almost dying from malnutrition (way to go, nat) and recovering (slowly, arduously slow) from my eating disorder and traumas and blah blah blahwjdhhdbdcjv anyway I am choosing to re-write one of the stories I poured most of myself into and starting from there.
And thus, since season 2 of AOT will be airing soon and my love for eremika shall be rekindled (hopefully) I am going to re-write Not Over Yet. It’s for my therapy. And because NOY is a story of healing, and that is what I am doing right now.