Sharing this from A Journey With You. It is a really good example of what this writer faces every day.
It also is an example of the love she is shown by her husband. The one person who must also share her struggles .
And her JOYS.
It felt like failure. Yesterday, I went back to the writing conference. I didn’t make it through a single panel. My anxiety was so high. I called my husband, twenty minutes after he left me, and asked him to come back.
We drove downtown, and had pizza together. Then we drove outside of the city and took a hike at a National Park. We walked a trail high above a river that is carved into the edge of a rocky cliff. There were Native American ruins all along the cliffs – structures built of stone where they lived in communities.
When we arrived home, I cried. I felt like not only was it impossible to do the things I wanted and needed to do in order to become a better writer, I had disappointed my husband. He assured me that wasn’t the case.
In my mind, I couldn’t believe I…
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