Right now, in my current state of life, I am living on a tour bus (traveling through Texas with no A.C. at the moment) working on a ton of book projects, trying to figure out what my post-tour life is going to look like, and dealing with all the real life things that being an adult requires. It’s crazy, and exhausting, and can be absolutely amazing.
And can leave you scrambling to find a battery-powered fan for when the bus gets too hot for your weak little Lupus lungs to handle.
But in general, it’s all workable. Day to day, sleeping under a bus seat, answering a ton of emails, writing a new book, trying to be a good friend and relation, it can be done.
Here’s the thing. (Please imagine me pulling my soapbox out of my suitcase)
You may not take out your trauma, drama, bad day, or illness on other people. You can’t.
You can ask for help. You can ask for understanding. You cannot use others as a scapegoat, emotional punching bag, or vomit sack for your own problems. (more…)