This is something I wrote on the 27th. It was how I felt then. With the exception of feeling like I’m not going to continue (which *has* dropped to 70-30 against), I don’t feel the same as I did then. I still hate what I did, but I’m not actively beating myself up over it. She forgave me (mind-boggling, I know, but that’s how she rolls).
As for not continuing, I’ve stopped because my drive to write is gone. With the exception of these two posts, and a writing excercise, I’ve not written in about 3 weeks. I have no desire to, and I can’t “see” anything. I visualize something, and write what I “see”. No visuals, no writing. And you know what? I’m okay with that.
So, relax: I’m not beating myself up, and I’m not punishing myself. The urge is gone. Let’s move on?
One more thing: I find it disturbing that everything I’ve heard about that event has largely been about my writing. That’s disappointing.
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Hey, I hope everything works out well for you and your friends. If you’ve been disappointed by what’s been said then I have to admit that life’s full of disappoint. It’s also full of great opportunities. How you view life and what you make of it is up to you. 😀
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