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Dear Writer's Block

Dear Writer’s Block,

It’s not you, it’s me. I know that sounds cliche but it’s true. It started out as the occasional burst of inspiration, only about a paragraph a day, but then it started coming frequently. I’m already 200 words in and it’s been a month!

Our relationsip is toxic. You’re always there to discourage me.  I have been using you as an excuse for not reaching my full potential in life. Yes, I found comfort in your company. But I wasn’t happy all the time. You made it easy for me to say,”I am going to be a writer,” rather than to say, “I am a writer.”

 I know we’ve been on and off since the 7th grade, but I really need you out of my life. I don’t love you. I never did. I was only with you because you constantly pushed yourself into my life and my mind.

I am now letting you go. You can go find someone better. We don’t deserve each other. So I hope you enjoy your stay with whoever you end up with next. I know I’ll see you around every now and then. But please, keep your visits short. It’s better for both of us that way.

Sincerely,

Lesh Lee