I don’t know who needs to hear this right now, but if thinking about the state of the world leaves you with an impending sense of doom and nauseating dread: you don’t need to write through it.
I had been taking the summer “off” from writing, not intentionally, but it happened. Now I know I need to write—in a personal journal way—to take care of myself through this. I wrote a daily anxiety dump daily for two years over the pandemic. I shudder to think what it would have been like without it. So here’s me trying to show up for private writing, maybe it will inspire public writing, maybe not, that’s not the point.
Yes, I'm writing less but thinking about sanity. Our society conditions us to turn outwards. Look for fulfillment and change out there, even sanity. No. I can be the sanity I need.
I had been taking the summer “off” from writing, not intentionally, but it happened. Now I know I need to write—in a personal journal way—to take care of myself through this. I wrote a daily anxiety dump daily for two years over the pandemic. I shudder to think what it would have been like without it. So here’s me trying to show up for private writing, maybe it will inspire public writing, maybe not, that’s not the point.
Yes, I'm writing less but thinking about sanity. Our society conditions us to turn outwards. Look for fulfillment and change out there, even sanity. No. I can be the sanity I need.