I messed up yesterday, the day before that and last week if I’m being honest – a matter of fact.
I was supposed to be working on three short stories, but I’ve been doing nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
I’m constantly bombarded with the problems of others and it drains my energy and blocks my creative output.
It’s easy for many to say, ‘Don’t answer the phone, ignore them!’ but it’s hard for me to do. I realise now, I’m going to have to if I want to succeed in this life.
This is crazy, I try to be here for everyone, but it ends up meaning that I’m never here for myself.