Well this is awkward.
بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيم Wow, everything feels really different. I don't remember the last time I had been on here, and now that I am, and having re-read all of my past posts, I've come to realize that I was really so self-critical. I had lost faith in my talent and ability to write, no matter how surface level my writing style had been. I wasn't confident I would be able to write as beautifully as my friends had been at the time and that was just the problem, wasn't it? I had begun comparing my self-worth to everyone else around me, when I should instead, be focusing on my own progress and growth. Well, here I am. 10 years later. Can't believe how much I've been through, how much I've missed sharing. Some part of me wants to blame myself that if I hadn't stopped writing, if I had continued with my self-reflections and journaling, albeit so publicly, I probably wouldn't have done what I had done. And that, my love, is called damaging my...