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6th July 2018

I just found this draft that was written in a moment/minute/hour/day/week/month of sadness. It’s so raw and ugly that I can’t help but publish it.

I feel lost. I’m never going to achieve anything ever again.

I can’t write.

I’m shit.

I can’t even blog.

Why?

I’m so fucking shit.

Fuck.

I need you to reply to me.

I’m so sad.

Help me.

2 Comments

  1. Emelie

    Quinn put it perfectly. I refuse to “like” this post because it’s not true. You aren’t shit. you can write. You can blog. You are worth so much.

    We all feel like this at times. The trick is not believing it.

  2. Quinn

    I don’t want to like this because you know, I don’t **like* this, but I hope you know that I (and probably lots of other people) feel exactly like this a lot of the time. Spiral thoughts like that are the worst. I’m sending you a hug from over here. Keep your chin up and your powder dry!

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