Coming To An End

I’ll just get right to point here… I’m having an issue writing. It’s not an issue with things to write about because I have plenty on my mind. I just can’t find the willpower to write it out.

Actually, it’s more than that! It’s the judgment behind every post that I write. Someone has to come for me with their judgements, or “social media” comments and I just don’t know if I want to deal with it anymore. The balancing act is getting harder. Continuing something that I enjoy so much and trying to shield myself from jerks is unfair. It’s getting old.

Truly it’s made what I enjoy not so enjoyable anymore. “Thanks for that.” I’m writing now only because my therapist told me too. So basically this is a responsibility, just checking the box! That’s sad. I kind pissed off about it!

I’m going to spend the next couple days thinking about how to handle this before I write public anymore. One thing I’ve prided myself on is being is authentic and I can’t do that when I’m worried about what some asshole thinking. So forgive me while I take a break and try to comprehend, why I care so much about what some hypocrite thinks in the first place. What anyone think at all…

I want to get back to writing freely and be in love with it again. Until I can do that, I’m going to take a break and do some deep thinking. Maybe free myself up from some burdens and finally closing some of those doors that have (annoyingly) just been blowing in the wind.