A very, very, very bad day today. I can't seem to connect with anything I write. I'm on the verge of tears even as I type this.
At what point do I just give up and say, I can't do this any more?
At what point do I stop torturing myself?
I don't know the answer. Maybe I never will.
16 May 2009
Gloom, Despair, and Agony
Posted by Elizabeth Powell at 5:55 PM
Labels: angst, dysfunction, weariness, writing
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The other day I told someone I was done. Done- not quitting-but simply done.
She said- okay. You can be done. Take some time to treat yourself well.
Good advice so I'm paying it forward. *hugs*
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