Dear Writer’s
Block,
It’s time we
parted ways. Kindly make the break that you’ve taken permanent.
You’ve been like
a thorn in my side, sneaking into my brain, eating into my time, and stealing my thoughts, words,
and sentences, leaving me as blank as a blank piece of paper. I love to write,
and here you are depriving me of one of the greatest and most precious joys of
my life. You make me believe that the ink has, for all intents and purposes, dried up, and I hate you for it.
I admit, for a
while, you were the rest I needed when my thoughts were a tangled mess, but
I’m okay now, and it’s time you left.
I thank you for teaching me patience because the rest did me good. You cannot stop me. You are simply the pause I needed. I reiterate, "Do not return."
I’m moving
forward. I’m kick-starting the Blogchatter half-marathon with a farewell letter
to you. My thoughts are flowing freely, and I wish to express them honestly. I’m bound to make mistakes or write badly, but
I’ll rewrite and get it all out.
P.S. I even
completed an 11-day handwritten letter-writing challenge in your absence. Adios!
Unfaithfully
yours,
Marietta.
This post is part of the BlogChatter Half Marathon2025
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