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Sometimes Not Listening to Myself is the Better Thing to Do

  • Writer: Lilly Scheibelhut
    Lilly Scheibelhut
  • Jan 5, 2025
  • 1 min read



I talk a lot about always trusting and listening to yourself, but real life doesn't work in absolutes.


There are exceptions.


This past Friday I encountered an exception.


I'm at a point in my memoir when I'm in high school, and it's difficult. I don't know what to write next. So per usual with a writing block, I silently meditated. To remember who I was. What I was thinking and feeling.


And ... nothing.


I was frustrated. "Okay ..." I thought. "I know there are some old pictures on Facebook, I'll look through those and see what comes up."


It was even worse than nothing.


It was pictures and pictures of a girl I didn't remember at all. I immediately felt disconnected. Discouraged. I tried writing a random memory, and the quality was subpar. I reread some of my earlier writing and thought that was shitty too. Then, I started to spiral.


I'm a bad writer.

What was I even thinking writing a book on my life?

I can't remember anything.

This will never be good enough for someone to read.

I'm not good enough.

I can't –


STOP.


I took a deep breath.

I picked a new thought.


It's okay to feel this way.

That writing is shitty.

But, that doesn't mean you're a bad writer.

You know how to write well.

Give yourself time.

Don't give up.


I immediately felt better. A little.


Keep going.

If you do, you will succeed.

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