A Personal Note

I'm feeling sad today. This is the final day of a planned staycation before I go back to work tomorrow. I had planned to get some things done. I was going to do some writing/revising today, and post the next chapter of Maladaptive to Inkitt.

But it seems I'm having trouble getting started. I'm kind of afraid to post the next chapter. This is the first story I've written that has a strong sexual undercurrent. And honestly, it's not like the next chapter goes "super hardcore" or anything, it's probably tame by most people's standards, and yet I'm hesitating. 

Suddenly it feels harder than posting that very first chapter, only about a week ago. I'm not sure what I'm so afraid of. There is a vulnerability thing happening, maybe. All I know is, if I waste this day, I'll end up in another spiral that could last for days or weeks even, but putting pressure on myself never resulted in accomplishing much either. 

This was supposed to be a good day.