Today's post is a bit of a hard one.
I would like to say that it's something as simple as writers block but that's not something I get.
I suppose it's time to fess up. I don't get writers block because I steal all my ideas from a creative writing course that I go to.
The guilt is weighing heavily on me today.
I should come clean about everything.
I don't even have kids. I just take photos of my brother's family and listen to his stories and regurgitate them here. In fact I hate kids. Who would want such messy life spoilers bothering you all the time?
His kids call me Uncle Doom because I am such a gloomy sort.
I suppose too that I should admit I don't even do my own artwork. I pay a guy who lives in the park a couple of dollars to do it for me.
I live alone, it can be a bit lonely but I get through it by eating pizza mostly... And Steemit of course.
Sometimes I kick the neighbours cat. I don't like cats.
I suppose the biggest secret I have been keeping though is that I am not even a guy. My name is Lilliana and I am a 32 year old woman.
Phew, feels good getting that of my chest.
I don't even drink beer.
I still love all you guys though.