If there’s one thing that freezes me, every joint stiff and stubborn, is the thought of sharing my writing. To some this many seem trivial, but to me a piece of writing whether it be a report or creative story, it is still a part of me. The very fact that I can describe my emotion behind this through words just proves how powerful words really are. When you write, you’re putting a part of yourself into those words. Many times it’s your thoughts and feelings, your reaction, your opinion and mostly importantly it’s YOU.
There’s no getting over the fact that you’ve written this piece. It’s your work, your heart and soul. And I don’t know if I’m alone on this but the idea of others reading something so intimate to my own thoughts, is terrifying.
Words are powerful. They make or break you. And sometimes you face rejection on your words. So when I receive an essay back from a teacher and the marks are poor that resonates in me that I’m not good enough. Because those are my words, my beliefs, my ideas and someone has decided that it’s. Not. Good. Enough.
Rejection is difficult. But when it comes to writing it feels so much more personal. My words are apart of me and so rejection of them is a rejection of a small part of myself. Or in my case a large apart of myself. Writing, reading and words are such a huge part of my life. I can’t picture a single time in my life when I haven’t loved the company of books. For as long as I can remember I’ve always wanted to enter a career centred around words. It’s where I feel comfortable, safe and at home. Writing how you feel is a great way to vent, and an even better way to get your point across. And it’s okay to be scared. It is scary. So my word of advice from a girl who is still scared to share that part of myself is that your words are beautiful because you are beautiful. Your words reflect who you are and believe me you are better than you think.
