I have a friend who wonderfully talented and supportive. One of those people who are good at most things. Apart from getting in touch, I’m for sure better at that.
They also read this blog…so…
Often times I feel a bit like an amorphous blob when I think about all the things they have accomplished. It makes things worse that they are flourishing in the writing world. Every time I see something they have achieved it reminds of what I have not. I’m back in high school comparing GCSE results.
I am wildly proud of them. But the chasm between us looms larger when I’m going through a rough patch. It’s an effort to get out of bed in the morning, then to force any words onto a page… well it’s difficult.
Today I Focused on… getting up, taking a shower, eating, getting dressed, not tumbling into a pit of self-loathing.