I've realized some things.



I've realized that I can't control how other people act. More to the point, I cannot allow the actions of other people, even people I love dearly, to upset me to the point that I can't function. I've been pulling myself through for the last few days, but I can't continue to live like that. I have to move on.

If moving on means leaving someone behind who doesn't want to move beyond whatever it is that is bothering them, then so be it. I can't change them. I can only change me, and only to a point.

I don't know what happened this weekend. I'm not sure I care anymore. What I do know is that I am not giving up the things I enjoy doing because someone has their nose out of joint over something I know nothing about.

I have also realized why I've been having so many problems writing this current book. I didn't do enough back story - there are two major things I have to work out.

1. I need to know what happened at the Elephant House.
2. I need to know more about what my magic/psychic system is.

So, tonight (if I don't go out to breakfast, which I might) I'm going to work on that. I need to do some potlucky stuff tomorrow (one of the guys is leaving - boo!) and finish cleaning for writing group on Saturday.

To my writing crew friends - how do tacos sound?
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