Indeed, ALaw. But shedding shame when there’s no one to hold your hand is extremely hard, as it means willingly making yourself vulnerable without any protection whatsoever.
There’s a tired cliché along the lines of “Jump and the net will appear” but it never even crossed my mind when I started writing again. I just wanted to pull myself out of this mess and not end up dying by my own hand.
Recently, the net appeared and it was the strangest thing. It still is. Wondrous, extraordinary, life-affirming.
Current circumstances remain excruciating and complex but, for the first time in a very long time, I think I’m going to be fine, somehow. I work hard at it, mind you. And so does the muse. 😉