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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