I often feel a lot of anxiety before publishing a post. Why? Because the tone of my blogging content is not popular enough to win any stupid awards. Hehehe! And who needs the ego-worship but fools serving themselves and giving each other high-fives/golden stars/shiny objects of desires for a “job well done”?
Do you ever feel like you’re holding yourself back? Yes and always. Not a day goes by that I would very much like to reveal all that is concealed. (I borrowed/stole that idea/thought from another blogger).
If so, how do you work past it? A part of me wants to really back bite lots of people as a sort of revenge factor for their naughtiness.
—
pick a childhood memory and write freely.
Long ago, I was born. I was the only child for about two years and five months. I was happy and carefree and was very much loved by my parents. Then they noticed I was brooding too often near the window. I would look outdoors. Then they thought I needed a playmate. They accidentally made my brother. I was jealous and VERY unhappy. My old photos will show a sulky child. It was never the same. I didn’t like a little shadow following me around. It would hurt him to this day. The end.
—
Leave a Reply