I am avoiding writing this. We’re talking three hours of avoidance and procrastination. Maybe because, at the core of all my “issues” lies vulnerability.
In avoiding writing this, I am avoiding the risk of being seen, of being witnessed, and being told my writing is crap.
Lately I’ve noticed myself putting up walls to protect myself from the possibility of future pain. But when I do this, I don’t connect with those I love. Which means I am feeling pain now. I want to be vulnerable, to risk the possibility of future pain, rather than cause myself pain right now.
It sounds so much scarier though, doesn’t it, to risk feeling hurt in the future (unknown), than to make myself hurt right now?
As I write this, I keep judging everything and crossing things out, even though I said I wouldn’t. I am still worried about what people will think of me, and worried about others liking me, and trying to make my writing perfect (today, anyway) so that it doesn’t suck. Avoiding vulnerability. Putting up walls. This is painful and I’m going to stop.