Confessions of a Recovering Skeptic

 Writing lately has become a chore, and I hate that. I have to maintain some kind of schedule or it will never get done. But ever since starting the book I've realized there is a lot of emotional damage that has to be factored into timelines. It's easy to write out a schedule and think "oh this day I'll write about ___."  But then that day comes...and I am exhausted or I can't mentally handle tackling some of the trauma involved.  -Or- I get more information from the internet/family/random records that takes me days to process...let alone recover from or write about.  This story sucks. Let me be honest.  I spent probably an hour crying on the phone with my mom this time last week because I had this mental realization that we should have been a Netflix documentary. And the ONLY reason we aren't...is because we're still alive and he's not.  It is hard to keep reliving those realizations. I'm not sure how long it will take me to realize that this ...