Failures

Not going to lie, I have been in a weird headspace lately, as you can tell. I have been watching my mother have good and bad days and thinking about how we all have them. Last night was a bad day for me. One of those times when you think about everything that isn’t going well. I am a whole person, and it is not always sunshine and roses.

But (there is always a but isn’t there?) I was also thinking about something someone said. They said I’m sorry to waste your time.

Last night I saw my first review, and it was one star. I can look at it with everything else going wrong and want to give up. I thought that, I really did. I thought writing was pointless. Why am I doing it anymore anyway? It was something someone pushed me to do and then left me.

Nothing you do is a waste of time, though. Every dynamic, every connection, every relationship helps you learn and grow in some ways. Maybe I am slow with some lessons, but I never see anything as a waste of time. I see failures, and some days I stare them in the face and want to break down, but I also process and see where I could have done something different.