You can always edit a bad page. You can’t edit a blank page.
After many months on and off with my writing, finally, I’m getting back to it. I had mixed feelings about it and my critical voice was speaking aloud.
I don’t know what I was afraid of, since I write for myself, to put on the pages what needs to come out of my mind, to clear my ideas, in general, to make sense of myself. It’s not that I’ll publish it or defense a thesis about it. It’s more a kind of lone therapy.
Well, my mind is playing many tricks recently, some of them dangerous, so it’s better to put everything clear on the paper and don’t let these tricks take over.
Sharing with Becca’s Nurturing Thursday.