Writing hasn’t always been easy for me. If though I’ve been writing on and off all depending on how much time I have, I still don’t feel real. It’s kind of strange thinking about it, how I’ve devoted so much time to it, but with seemingly no results sometimes I feel like everything I’ve done has amounted to nothing.
I know I probably shouldn’t tell myself that. After all, I have written a lot over the years. But then I tell myself I could’ve done better. I could’ve dedicated more time to this if I wanted to. That I should’ve sacrificed more.
When I fell into this idea that I wasn’t a real writer, I had to remind myself that writing is a process. Yes, there are a lot of people that are way better writers than me, but that shouldn’t stop me from saying that my writing isn’t, “real.”