Want to know what the hardest part about being me is? My tenacity. Some people try and put a negative spin on it by calling it stubbornness, but then some people believe in the Flying Spaghetti Monster, so…
Why is my tenacity the hardest thing about being me? Well, when it comes to thing’s like being sick or migraines, it makes me push myself – hard – even though I know I should be letting my body heal and rest. I still write, deal with the business side of things, and stay active on Patreon and social media. As a result, it ends up taking me twice as long to get better. In fact, as I write this, my migraine still hasn’t entirely left yet. 😐
Thing is though, I like being this way – regardless of what Anne, my big brother unit, or anyone else says.
Weak motherfuckers. 😅
That being said, I’m about to go slither into a hot bath so I can dunk my head for a bit until the pain goes away. 😥
I love you all.
And as always, thank you for reading.
“I need more sex, OK? Before I die I wanna taste everyone in the world.”
– Angelina Jolie