Insecurities.

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I'm not sure how I feel about myself. I read the words that I've written down and I am not pleased.

Comparing your work to others isn't necessarily healthy. However I feel that the way I fuse my words, compared to the way strangers do, is like reading the story of a kindergartener versus that of a college level student.

But why must I feel like this? Why can't I just be proud of my work?

Perhaps it's because nobody ever reads it, it's only me, and I'm my own harshest critic.

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