I had an anxiety attack this week, my first in several months. I was jittery, my heart was sprinting, and my head was inundated with self-doubt and uncertainty. I was thinking: I should give up trying to be a writer; no one wants to publish my book; why am I wasting my time and our money.... Then in rebellion (or self-esteem survival) my brain offered these replies: I only need one acceptance amongst all the rejection emails/letters; no one's good a new career right away; yesterday I was on a high over a website publishing my article. So that's what I need to try to remember – the good advice I gave myself in the depths of an anxiety attack.
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