You are not alone. And you ARE enough. The beauty of writing is to let it flow, to free yourself of the swirling and sometimes mayhem of the mind. I see you. Keep going.
I made my Substack 2 years ago. Only published my first post a couple of months ago, I think.
I struggle every time I post with what is too much or not enough. Am I spewing a word salad that makes no sense to anyone but me, and do I even understand it? Is a post getting too dark as I try to expel my demons and come to terms and heal from the years of abuse?
Substack is not my first go at blogging/writing. I wrote on Blogger for over a decade, but under a pseudonym just in case somebody I knew found it. I've also done (still do) Word Press, but sometimes I think I water it down so it's not too much.
Writing real stuff is not for the faint of heart. The fact that you’re being real in a public space is a sign of your quiet courage. Keep going. You’re doing just fine.
Yes, please, to all of it! We want to see your authentic self, whatever that might be in any given moment! Please keep writing as only you can! And best wishes with your book adventure! Of course, you can write here and publish later! Why not? 😀❤️🔥🥰
I was feeling such a mix of hesitation and urgency or desire to keep writing, and although I'm just getting started I can already feel something shifting and can see myself, as you said, loving who I am in this process. (Love that by the way)
You are not alone. And you ARE enough. The beauty of writing is to let it flow, to free yourself of the swirling and sometimes mayhem of the mind. I see you. Keep going.
Thank you so much for this lovely and tender note of mirroring and encouragement 🥹
You're not alone.
I made my Substack 2 years ago. Only published my first post a couple of months ago, I think.
I struggle every time I post with what is too much or not enough. Am I spewing a word salad that makes no sense to anyone but me, and do I even understand it? Is a post getting too dark as I try to expel my demons and come to terms and heal from the years of abuse?
Substack is not my first go at blogging/writing. I wrote on Blogger for over a decade, but under a pseudonym just in case somebody I knew found it. I've also done (still do) Word Press, but sometimes I think I water it down so it's not too much.
It's hard, I totally get it.
That’s definitely good enough. Let it out.
Its more than OK! Authenticity is welcomed here!
🥰🥰🥰 Thank you
Writing real stuff is not for the faint of heart. The fact that you’re being real in a public space is a sign of your quiet courage. Keep going. You’re doing just fine.
Yes, please, to all of it! We want to see your authentic self, whatever that might be in any given moment! Please keep writing as only you can! And best wishes with your book adventure! Of course, you can write here and publish later! Why not? 😀❤️🔥🥰
🥰 Thank you Rebecca!
You're so sweet. I deeply appreciate the encouragement and wishes 🥹
Beautiful. Thank you.
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Thank you so so much 🥹💗
I was feeling such a mix of hesitation and urgency or desire to keep writing, and although I'm just getting started I can already feel something shifting and can see myself, as you said, loving who I am in this process. (Love that by the way)