Where Has My Writing Passion Gone? I’m tired, not the I need an early night tired, but that bone tired. I ache all over and I have no energy left. My writing this week has suffered. I managed to publish two pieces last week. A new low for me. There was no joy in writing and no enthusiasm to try. Then I read this article from Tom Kuegler about his lack of interest in making Facebook videos.
We are programmed to react to negativity, not positivity. When you visit my local chemist you have to park on the pavement. There is a proud sign in the window that states only customers can park outside the door. Yes, it is a pavement, but it is so large it accommodates cars and pedestrians. Whilst waiting outside, I saw a lady pushing a double buggy towards the cars. The buggy was empty, I have no idea why. She struggled to get the buggy past two of the cars. Having struggled with a pram, I got out and asked if she would like a hand.
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The one thing that has stayed with me, through ups and downs. Throughout my life, I have owned many wonderful pieces of clothing. I had an amazing leather jacket with tassels and a brown suede one to match. I was an 80’s child, it’s my only defence. None of these compares to my very old Guns ‘n’ Roses T-shirt. It is twenty years old, so when you look at the picture and say it’s a grey T-shirt and I tell you it was black, you will understand.
Children who play the system and ridiculous rules are only half of the story Five years ago, I was a foster parent. It is a part of my life, I have never shared through my writing before. This week though I sat down to write a short story and had to draw on some of my experiences. It took me back and made me reflect on the five years, I spent bringing up other people’s children. If you asked me now if I would do it again my answer would be no. If I could go back ten years, would I convince the younger me to embark on the profession? Sadly, my answer would still be no. These are my personal experiences, everyone’s journey is different. I am not advocating becoming a foster parent, as much as I am not trying to put anyone off. There are many positives to being a foster parent.
Take back control. Did you know that 90% of the world’s data was created in the last two years? Sit for a minute and think about that. It is a frightening statistic. For this amount of data to be produced, what have we sacrificed? Time with our family. Time reading, relaxing and in some cases our mental health. This is how bad social media addiction has become. I have a friend who battles a negative self-image daily. It’s hard for me to understand, she sees fat and ugly. I see a stunning figure and beautiful. Social media compounds this problem.
When I was 34, I found out the chances of me having children was very low. It broke my heart into a million pieces. Throughout my early years, I had a life plan. I worked hard and got the career, I wanted. I was department head for a massive college, by the time I was 30. One of the youngest recorded department heads. I was getting married to someone, I thought, I could spend the rest of my life with. The next step was the children.