The Sorrows of Young Werewolf (eyeteeth) wrote,
The Sorrows of Young Werewolf

Before I sputter out

I hate how anxious I get before having my writing critiqued. I told my therapist that I was pretty sure they would not like Chapter Four so much and she said that's what you said about the last three chapters and I said yes but those chapters didn't add like sixteen new narrative viewpoints and take place in eighteenth-century Bulgaria.

The idea seems to be that if I keep doing this I will eventually hate it less and cease to feel as if my heart is being squeezed into an hourglass shape and my intestines tied in a knot. Right now, however, I feel both anxious and kind of stupid, just as I feel before a date. What kind of an idiot keeps doing something this unpleasant?
Tags: anxiety, bulgaria, fear, howihatetohearyouusethatword, iwantyoutotakemyheadoff, panic and misery, takingmyselfseriously, whyamiflailing, writing
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