On Being in a Funk

This week was "a week" by Tuesday. I'm in a funk. That place where it seems nothing goes right. I'm having issues formatting my novella and not sure what to do, I'm feeling lonely and isolated (which is normal for me but feels more this weeK).

Alas, what to do?

Nothing. I'm sitting with the funk, but I did do some writing. Yesterday I was on Facebook and I hated everyone and all their posts and their "let's be happy" crap. There is a thing called "toxic positivity" - I do not suffer from that affliction.

This morning, I decided, that I'm letting it all go - giving it up to whatever, because it's not serving me. I'll look for someone to help with formatting, I'll tolerate the positivity (and probably roll my eyes), but I'll let it go and do what I need to do to keep moving forward.

Even when I'm 2 steps back...