I am not as good as I would like to be at times. I wish I were more intelligent. I wish I didn’t look down on myself. I just keep fighting the good fight and hope people see that I am trying. Can people really tell that you are giving your all? What happens when doubt plagues you and you are not as good at all? I wish…I just wish I could be better. I want to be the writer I believe I am in my own head. Yet, I get so down. I get upset because I see people around me who are better than I could ever be so I want to give up. My truth is that I struggle with wanting to give up on writing all the time. I wonder if having this blog means anything and if it has a real purpose. Do I have a real purpose as a writer? And it goes on and on.