Loving Myself While Losing Myself
Writing is weird. At least it feels weird to me.
It forces me to open myself up. If I want it to be good, and to touch someone’s soul, I have to not only open myself up, but also dive in to the uncomfortable parts.
When done correctly, I grow from my own writing. Which is good. But hard.
Growth is uncomfortable.
Growth means we finally have to admit thi…
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