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I'm terrified - of so much. I've accepted that there is a very real chance that President Elect Golden Showers will get a good portion of the United States obliterated. In a way, it offers a sense of relief. They say to live each day as though it may be your last. Next week brings that stark reality to the forefront.

But that's not the terror that I'm grappling with right now. The terror that's causing my chest to tighten up - writing.

I've lost my voice. I've lost my flow, my stream of consciousness that nearly a decade ago flowed with prolific abundance. Now it drowns me.

After hitting yet another low point in my life a few months ago, I sought out the help of a new therapist and he's had a tremendous impact on my life. He's helping me clear my blockages and understand why they were put in place to begin with.

I'm really hoping that I can get back into that zone of Writing As Thought No One Is Reading and let the words pour forth from my fingertips, to regain some of that insight, audacity, and unbridled passion for the written word I once had.

And hopefully, along with it, regain even a shred of the self-confidence I once had.

So this is the start of my challenge to write and post daily.

May I keep the ball rolling.


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Jan. 11th, 2017 10:24 pm (UTC)
Good luck my friend. You are a wonderful writer!
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