harmony
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When I was a lonely child I wrote stories. This continued for years, basically until I studied creative writing at college. I lost confidence through criticism and judgement and comparing myself to the wonderful work of others. I never got over it.
Can't sleep because I've gone into my stupid cycle of wanting to be creative, thinking I can, realising I can't, feeling hopeless and despairing and angry, and finally giving up on the idea. I'm usually in the latter phase and wish I could stay there but something always nags at me and makes me miserable.
I don't know why because I'm so turned off the idea of doing anything and when I try I feel so frustrated and sad. But I'm not satisfied. It's as if I hate what I love and love what I hate. It doesn't make sense.
It goes far beyond writing. I can't 'let go.' I'm terrified. I used to love acting at school because I could wear a different persona but once I took drama at sixth form I realised I was no good after all and dropped out. I hate speaking in front of others. I struggle socially. I wish I could be artistic and paint or something but I don't have such a bone in my body. Once I started and I broke down in tears. A baby could have done better.
How can I break the cycle once and for all? How do I know if I really want to write or just the whole thing go?
Can't sleep because I've gone into my stupid cycle of wanting to be creative, thinking I can, realising I can't, feeling hopeless and despairing and angry, and finally giving up on the idea. I'm usually in the latter phase and wish I could stay there but something always nags at me and makes me miserable.
I don't know why because I'm so turned off the idea of doing anything and when I try I feel so frustrated and sad. But I'm not satisfied. It's as if I hate what I love and love what I hate. It doesn't make sense.
It goes far beyond writing. I can't 'let go.' I'm terrified. I used to love acting at school because I could wear a different persona but once I took drama at sixth form I realised I was no good after all and dropped out. I hate speaking in front of others. I struggle socially. I wish I could be artistic and paint or something but I don't have such a bone in my body. Once I started and I broke down in tears. A baby could have done better.
How can I break the cycle once and for all? How do I know if I really want to write or just the whole thing go?