Monday I was feeling very down about my writing, to the point I'd decided to pack it up and quit. Just after I had quit, I messaged a friend of mine to let her know how much I was enjoying her latest novel and after we chatted for a few moments I confessed I was going to quit writing because I felt like I wasn't good enough. There was a series of messages back and forth and with some kind words, encouragement, and an offer to help read what I'd written thus far, I realized quitting wasn't really what I wanted to do. Stepping back, I knew I was in my head and had fallen victim to the voices of self doubt.
I guess we've all been there at some point....
Right after my friend talked me off the ledge, I flipped back over to my Facebook feed and saw a blogpost I'd written on the mass shooting in Dayton, Ohio had been shared by another friend of mine with the introduction of: " My friend is great with words. Thank you for putting so many of my feelings into words!"
It was in that moment, I knew the universe was giving me my sign. Keep pushing, sister.....
So here I am, on a Sunday morning, giving thanks to the incredible people in my life who remind me to look for the signs, to follow my dreams and to believe in myself.
Cheers to them!
And not quitting....
Never give up, no matter how long the journey is, put one letter after another. You've got this!!!
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