I realised I had an inner critic telling me I was “too much” when I wrote about social injustice. This inner critic stole my energy and stopped me from writing. Here’s how I dealt with it.
I can relate to the voice telling you that you are stupid, I feel that way sometimes too. Writing has always been my salvation, but from time to time I loose my language, loose the ability to form sentences. It has been better lately, and then I feel life run through me, feel invigorated, but I over do it and die a little. It is a vicious cycle.
I can relate to the voice telling you that you are stupid, I feel that way sometimes too. Writing has always been my salvation, but from time to time I loose my language, loose the ability to form sentences. It has been better lately, and then I feel life run through me, feel invigorated, but I over do it and die a little. It is a vicious cycle.
Argh, it’s soo hard, if not near impossible to pace thinking and writing. I experience the same vicious cycles, too. I hate it.