My main compy is on the ropes :(

The SSD card is fried and installing anything else on it is likely not going to work.

I can deal with this. I guess. I mean… I have enough to deal with this and make it work and stretch stuff out but…

This was the first computer I earned. I actually had a job that paid me money and I could afford to buy something I wanted and not have to wheedle it out of anyone else. 

Getting a replacement is not going to be as easy, since that job no longer exists. Thanks to my spiralling anxiety, I don’t feel right in charging my Patreon any monthly fees. It’s like I don’t have anything worth selling to anyone.

That’s impacted everything. My continuing hunt for an agent/publisher is on pause because my writing is on pause. I don’t feel right flinging unedited books out there and though I’ve finished a lot of books, the aren’t edited because so few of my Betas get back to me. 

Editing is hell anyway.

Stupid gremlin brain thinking any kid of correction == I Am Evil Somehow.

…where the fuck is the reset button for 2020? We need a do-over.