I’m working on getting into an uncomfortable space. A space where I can write the way I used to – unapologetically. Personal issues have come to a boiling point and I am trying to come to terms with them. I’ve been questioning my writing and my purpose outside of being an amazing mother.
I want to write. I can’t sleep when I don’t write and yet I still am unable to write. Too many thoughts are swirling in my mind and when I sit to write them down, I start to cry. And then I am uncomfortable. I’m exploring parts of myself that I don’t think I am ready to acknowledge and I shut down.
Tomorrow – I’ll do this tomorrow. I’ll get into that zone tomorrow. It will be easier tomorrow.