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A Practical Example of Time Travel.
I’ve dug out my creative writing book from Yonks ago, it’s sweet visiting my younger self.
One of my favourite ways to live better is to try and make peace with myself, particularly my troubled younger self.
Even if I didn't have the friends, love and support I needed at the time, its never too late to time travel and give myself the things I need.
I used to read and write voraciously as a teenager, but like many young people, I doubted and questioned my talent. Like many young people, I convinced myself that I was awful at writing and the inner voice would happily say: “no one wants to read that shit”.
A lifetime later I have come to see that we write not for others, but ourselves. We seek appreciation, not from outside but from deep within. We judge ourselves not for the perceived “Quality of the work” with goalposts moving further and further away, but in the fact that we gave it a good crack! I endeavour to love my child self the way I love my own children. We do the work hoping that it will be our salvation and perhaps, maybe it may help one person to sleep a little better.
So in that spirit, let me share with Pride a Poem that my 15-year self wrote, Appreciate that she put pen to paper before the doubts ate at her…
