I published my first book and got laid off from the job I loved in the same week.

I was supposed to come home for a couple of days to rest before going back to NYC to continue promoting the book, but all I’ve been able to do is cry and dry-heave. It’s not just about losing the money and the health insurance — it’s about losing the structure and support of having consistent work in a field that I truly care about and working with smart, kind, funny people.

That was a reason to get up in the morning and to stay engaged in my life through the pain & illness. It was, at times, a blessed distraction from the pathetic particulars of my daily life. I wrote a book about all that but it wasn’t like I published the book and got to move on and leave it behind. That’s my life.

I don’t know what to do now.

The emotional whiplash I’m experiencing is a lot for anyone to handle, but my health has made it feel insurmountable. My weight has plummeted to 88 lbs, no one knows why. I’m immunocompromised. I haven’t slept in 3 days. I have a week and a half of Showing Up™ to do. . .and maybe I don’t do a lot of things well anymore (like eat or fuck or dance) — but I show up.

God knows that I always show up.

But I did want to take this moment to thank everyone here who has supported the book. Medium, Meg, Lisa Renee — you folks are lovely.

I also wanted to try to end this update on a more cheerful note, which is to say that the response to the book has been mostly good. And I’ve done a few interviews that were like, bucket-list level.

Bitch Magazine was a life goal, and talking to Evette Dionne was such a remarkable experience. I got to touch on topics that I have been so wanting to elevate and bring into this conversation — questions that no one else was asking, and I am so grateful that she did!

The Takeaway on NPR/WYNC

Rachel Vorona Cote’s piece in The New Republic is so incredible I just cannot.

I also got profiled by Playboy which was never something I would have guessed — and you know what? That reporter is superb (hey Suzannah Weiss!) she did her research, and it’s some of the most accurate reporting on endometriosis any press has done. Ever. So, there ya go.

Lastly, per the NYT review, you have my permission to put “excellent intentions and awkward prose” on my tombstone.

If you have any leads on freelance work, hit me up on Twitter/Instagram

If you’d like to talk anything book related, I am still doing press. Hit up my lovely publicist Brooke Parsons (brooke.parsons@hbgusa.com) and she can help us set something up!

If you have the book already and you read it, give it a rate/review on Amazon or Goodreads if you have time. Because like, fuck — I really gotta try to sell another book now, lolsob.

And if y’all really don’t care about of this but you like PODCASTS and WEIRD SHIT ON WIKIPEDIA, check out my podcast on Anchor!

Abby Norman is a science writer & the author of ASK ME ABOUT MY UTERUS: A QUEST TO MAKE DOCTORS BELIEVE IN WOMEN’S PAIN. She lives in New England with her dog, Whimsy.

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