Lost and Found

I’m back . . .

I’m back . . . mostly.


For the last few months, that’s how I felt. Lost.

I wasn’t sure what I was doing with my career and my writing. I felt directionless. And without a sense of direction, doubt started to fill that void: How did I get here? Did I make a mistake? Should I have stayed on the path I was on? Why did I actually think I could be a writer? What was I thinking? I have no clue what I’m doing. Why am I even writing? My writing sucks, it’s boring, who cares what I have to say? For god’s sake, there are so many other writers out there—so many other better writers. Who am I kidding? How could I ever think I could write, let alone call myself a writer? I should just give up.

And so I did.

And that’s where I’ve been. Lost.

And now . . . well . . . now I’m back. I had to come back before I could find my way again—on any path, whatever path that may be. I still don’t know what it is, and that’s o.k. Right now, I’m taking one step at a time along the road less travelled.




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Glad you’re back. 🙂

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