Why do I suck at writing? What am I doing, wasting my time writing shits if I know I’m not and won’t be good at it? Am I on the right track? Journalism? Yea? You can’t even compose your thoughts.
Here I am again, questioning myself, it’s the same old shit. I try to do something, enjoy it and then bombard myself with “Are you really for this? You’re not even half good at it.” I’m tired, so tired of this. I like writing stuff, don’t get me wrong, but whenever I read it, it always doesn’t appeal, like it was written by a ten-year-old girl, it doesn’t make sense.
Or maybe it’s just me? Maybe I’m just pushing myself to this like what I did before. Or maybe, I really like this and I enjoy this but for some reason don’t trust myself that I can do this?
I don’t know anymore. Sometimes I feel like I’m really enjoying writing, REALLY enjoying it, but there are times (which is most of the time) that I think, I’m not good at this and I should stop.