đŸŒșWriter ConfessionđŸŒș

When I first joined twitter, I subscribed to the concept that my engagement MUST be better than other writers.

I compared numbers consistently - whether likes, RTs, comments or followers, I was always easily jealous of other writers who'd been here longer-
- than me, with large followings and hype teams of their own when it came to updates or tweets on their accounts.

I was insanely competitive, and wanted more. It made me entertain ugly thoughts, some of which I expressed both here and in private, all of which still haunt me now.
I felt disregarded all the time, even insulted, when the big accounts I followed didn't interact with me.

I don't know when, but I gradually realised how horrible my mind was becoming, and how dark I made my writing journey, especially when it came to other writers and creators.
Hypocritical, perhaps.

I advocated for kindness, for understanding, urging everyone to be gentle with creators, with themselves, but the truth is I think I was tweeting all those to convince MYSELF that I didn't need to be that person.

The point is - and I definitely digressed-
- is that I'm probably not as kind or unassuming as I present myself to ya'll, on most days.

I no longer compare myself to other writers as much as I used to, simply because I'd rather not waste time being that person. I just wanna write, and create stories (for myself mostly).
TLDR; I might not a good person, but I'm fucking trying.

So let's all just fucking try together, yeah? I'm glad you're all here with me, and I hope you continue to bear with this sometimes-asshole-writer on this bird app.

Here's to us, all trying to not be assholes, together.
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