I’m not sure how to apologize for disappearing and not following through. Life happened and in my overwhelm, I went to old coping habits. Namely, I avoided everyone. Even when I tried to keep going, nothing seemed to work out and I made the mistake of not asking for help.
Much of my work and how I do things is intuitive, and when my basic necessities (I lost my job) and emotional health are threatened, I am unable to make things work: suddenly, I can’t figure out technology, my thoughts scatter, I become disorganized, and I can’t remember basic details.
After spending much time hibernating, I have finally reached a point where I can pick up the pieces and see what’s left. It seems, despite letting so many people down, I couldn’t quite let go of Tattered Press. And so I am re-vamping it and re-designing it in hopes to shed the shame and start anew.
I sincerely apologize. If you want nothing to do with the press going forward, I completely understand. However, I have a clearer understanding of my abilities and limitations, and have decided that, for the sake of moving on, I forgive myself.
I hope you can do the same. With all my heart, thank you.