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30 Day Writing Challenge (Day 8)

Day 8: Share something you struggle with.


My father used to tell me
not to waste time on anything
I wasn’t good at.

No one touched the first meal I cooked,
but devoured my brownies.
After two days of scraped ankles and banged up knees,
I retired my bike with one training wheel still attached.

My brother was better at drawing,
but I was better with words
so I was allowed to keep them.

I scribbled them on scraps of paper,
stashed them in drawers and under the mattress
in case someone tried to take them away.

“Choice” is a strong word.
My hobbies were decided based on trial-period results.
I learned to love my hobbies,
because productivity is our love currency.

(The more useful you are,
the more beloved.

I have never felt beloved.)

I never learned how to enjoy,
how to be bad at something,
how to be okay with being bad at something,
how to be okay with the possibility
that I might never be good at it,
how to forgive myself
how to do it anyway.

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Author:

I want to help children find autonomy, teenagers find themselves, and adults find compassion through the written word. I hold a B.A. in Creative writing and a dream of seeing my name on a book cover one day.

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