There have been plenty of times I have waded right into my misery and invited readers to occupy that space with me for a short time. The piece I wrote did not come across as authentic. It wasn’t my best me.

I needed to really examine where my mind was. When I reread it and heard myself, I felt annoyed with myself. I was sure my readers would be annoyed too. I’m not proud of my words, how can I ask anyone else to enjoy them?

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Flaming pinball, nerd, music lover, wine snob, horrible violin player. No, I won’t stop taking pictures of my drinks. IG: vanessaltorre

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