It's fallen again, just like it did with the agents. I'm hurt but I'm not mad, it feels different but somehow looks the same. After cutting my cover person I parted ways with my editor who would have also been my publisher as he gets ready to launch his new company in the next few weeks. Perhaps it will be the last time I hire a friend, right now I'm still trying to process everything. I can tell you in the end he just wasn't a good friend to me and over stepped my boundaries right into my personal life. When I requested he stop, he became passive aggressive and I didn't care to work with him anymore. It's funny because the same reason people are drawn to me becomes the same reason people cannot stay around me...they love my transparency but cannot give it in return. He became mean, using my vault to unload his lies and manipulations, poisoning me with his negativity. It wasn't difficult to walk away from the editing and publishing side but it's been difficult losing someone that I considered a dear friend. It wasn't always a bad friendship but the last few weeks of it showed me sides of him I wished I would had seen months prior.
I'm just carrying on with what I was writing and have reconnected with my first coach to help me bring my project to life. I'm not afraid to do this on my own...
It's amazing that people who behave like gatekeepers still believe I can be controlled. They couldn't walk in my shoes for a day...and it kills them!
