I’ve found that when I’m in trouble writing helps me. In moderation. Writing too much just stresses me out more and then I’m too tired to read or watch TV and I don’t actually help anything. This week has been decently strenuous so my writing has been going backwards because I’m so tired that when I write it’s crap and I have to redo it again anyways. I love writing, creating my own worlds, exploring characters and relationships and then presenting the change to the reader. Writing is amazing.
On another hand writing is my worst enemy. I can’t ever write well enough for my own brain to accept it, nor be willing to publish it. My ‘friends’ are becoming less like friends and more like bullies and my relationship with God is on the edge of the drain and the goal line at the same time. I feel like I can’t breathe enough to power mind some days and I’m struggling to move my life one way or another.
Just laying this out is a bit proactive for me as I usually wait way too long to do anything about the situation.
I know this post was pretty just whiny. Hopefully I’ll have something cooked up by this evening! Another Twenty One Pilots song coming your way this week!
What’s something you do, or enjoy, that is your favorite but at the same time you just absolutely hate it? Comment!