Dark Skies - Front Matter

For Dawn

Hi. I'm Olivia. Liv, if preferred. Apparently this bit's my fucking job now? I ask you: if she can write someone who can do it for her, why in the name of Sappho can't she handle it herself? That girl's a mystery wrapped in an enigma, stuck in a three-in-the-morning panic attack and hunched over a bowl of fried chicken like a meth-addled echidna.

Anyway. You know how this stuff goes, right? This is a work of fiction. Shocked gasps all around, I know.

Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

We're neither endorsing or condoning avoidant bullshit, or suggesting that letting your mental health issues take the reigns over good judgement is in any way a smart idea. Therapy isn't free or accessible to everyone - though it should be - but, thankfully, self-work starts with you. Don't be like Mic. Or...y'know...me, I guess? Anywaaay...

This book touches on some messy subjects. As always, I'll run the list:

• Quite a bit of strong language,
• Self harm and suicidal ideation,
• Physical and psychological violence in the context of family and romantic relationships,
• ...Dystopia...? Like the world's bad - you get it,
• A lot of the Science fiction elements allegorically interlink with things like CPTSD, memory recursion as a result of trauma...I guess play it by ear, but know that those themes are there and take care of yourself if you need to.
• Problematic coping strategies including alcohol, and
• Mentions of drug use.

It's a work in process, stuff is subject to change - though Bel does tend to prefer not to put up anything until it's fairly developed - so...I dunno. We'll see how this goes. Hope you like it.