I’m feeling concerned with others’ opinions of me today. I’ve been submitting writing to various places, and hopefully it’ll lead to a lot of people seeing the work I’ve been spending so much time on.
What will they think? This is some really, really, personal stuff. Do I really want people to know that much about me? People who I don’t know anything about? Eeesh. If I were to apply the philosophies that I so adore, it’d be a non-issue. To be so brave!
However, writing has become my favorite thing to do. Hours fly by in a whoosh and when I get up I feel relief and accomplishment. After writing I feel like I’ve sorted some part of life out, and the world makes just a little more sense. What if people were to read my work and feel that kind of comfort, like so many writers have done for me?
I suppose if I’m no good then the former won’t be an issue, eh? We shall see. I honestly hope that I’m creating something that people will connect with, and that I’ll officially have to stop giving a shit about what others’ think.
Whatever happens I know I will always always be able to express myself with words, and feel lighter. That’s pretty darned awesome.