I’ve been home from class for about 4 hours now and have spoken very few words. My mind on the other hand has not stop running full speed since I walked out of class. A story I wrote was the topic of discussion today and overall it was positive feedback. Why do I feel like I’ve been put through hell?
” Even if someone is complimenting your naked body there is still a sense of violation and vulnerability that is unsettling.”
Since I was a younger, writing has been a best friend, a comfort, my escape when I feel the need to decompress. Having my classmates go through each word and relay their opinion, felt as though I was sitting in the room with no clothes on and being observed. Even if someone is complimenting your naked body there is still a sense of violation and vulnerability that is unsettling.
“I will be a stronger writer and a stronger person.”
As much as these feelings are unwelcomed, I know they are necessary. Getting their perspective today opened my eyes to things I otherwise wouldn’t have noticed. Im able to make changes that will propel my story to another level. I want to become a better writer, a better person, and the only way for me to do that is to let the world in. If there is something that you are passionate about and you want to become better at it, i advise you do the same.
Being vulnerable is a process and it is hard, but the outcome will be worth it. This is another step in my life that Im glad Im going through. I know by the end of this workshop I will be a stronger writer and a stronger person.