What Writing Used to Be for Me

Writing hasn’t always been this hard for me. 

Back when we had the store, I wrote like no one is reading. 

It gave me a sense of freedom; that I could write without fear of what anyone would think. 

Then an anonymous commenter challenged what I was writing as though it wasn’t worth my effort. 

Soon after, we closed the store and I lost my safe space. 

I felt like I lost my voice. 

I’ve been wandering aimlessly since. 

I know that my path is writing and so I’m posting, short and steady to start. 

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