Check out this thought-provoking post from the Novelty Revisions blog on the topic of letting things fall apart as a writer.
I messed up.
I remember those were the only three words that ran a continuous loop through my consciousness. It was true, and the truth hurt.
Looking back years later, I can see now that it wasn’t for lack of trying that I fell flat on my face and struggled to rise. Actually, it was letting myself go crashing down that saved me.
You’ve likely heard it said time and again that you have to fall down to learn how to get back up again. I call that resilience. Refusing to give up even when you’d prefer to do just that.
Recently, my routine broke. I stopped working out, journaling, meditating. I nearly found myself in a quarter-life crisis, unexpectedly questioning everything I’d been so sure of just weeks before. I thought I hated going to work. I thought I’d fallen out of love with blogging. I kept staring blankly…
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