I’m in the process of writing a personal essay about feeling left behind, specifically when it comes to love. I’m about more than halfway done, but it has been really difficult, at times, to write about it. Part of it is having to sit down and analyze such sad experiences and to think not just why I feel the way I feel, but also explaining why and how sad I am. It can be emotionally exhausting, and more than once tonight, while writing, I’ve had to calm myself from bursting into tears.
Maybe that’s when you know you’re onto something good — when you cry. It could just be because you’re writing personal details, but I think there’s something more. At least with me, when I’ve written something while nearly crying, to me, it means there’s something powerful there, something that could potentially make others cry. And since I’ve made it my goal to make others cry and feel as sad as I have felt (yes, how sadistic of me), that’s certainly a good measure of success. Don’t you think?
I am happy to read it. Have a beautiful day 🙂