Something has been eating at me. I feel as if I'm at a place where I look around me and I see people who have gotten so much further and who have accomplished so much in comparison. They all seem like they have it together and their lives are moving forward and mine is being left behind. Does that make any sense?
If anyone has wondered what has been going on with me, or where I’ve gone, you’re not the only person trying to figure that out. I feel like there’s all these things that need to take priority to work on NOW, so when I sit down to write I can’t help with feeling guilty. Here it is, the thing I’m supposed to be good at and yet my drafts sit and each day I hope something becomes more clear to me than the day before. I read back what I write and pick it apart, compare it to everything else and ask myself if it’s entertaining enough-- but does it serve its purpose-- and am I able to share a message? I don’t want to write like everyone else but I’m at the point where I don’t want to write like myself, it has to be more than me or what I’ve done. So the drafts sit.
I have to come to a decision, and that so far is editing some of my oneshot works and updating that, and then collect my drafts and reform it out in a way where if I chew I won’t spit it back out.
Thanks for listening xx
@BeautifulHeathen
