“What kind of garbage is this?”

When I was 15, I made the mistake of sharing a short story I had written for my high school English class with someone close to me and those were the exact words that stuck to me like glue.

The pride I felt about the story I had written disappeared like a puff of smoke in the wind. I was completely embarrassed and simply wanted the floor to open and swallow me up. That was the day that I learned to never share my writing with anyone unless it was for an assignment or my own personal and creative enjoyment.

The me back then wasn’t able to brush it off or formulate a witty response to counter that negativity. I simply took the hit and allowed my feelings to get hurt. I never even thought about taking the grade I got for that assignment and shoving it into that person’s face because I allowed that negativity to steal the joy from me:

Of course, the me of years later would have reacted A LOT differently with that person.

Though the me of today would have a laundry list of slick yet bitchy comebacks, I wouldn’t even bother wasting any of them such negativity and neither should you.

If you love to write and/or blog, who cares what others think about it?

It doesn’t matter who thinks your writing or your blog is read-worthy.

It doesn’t matter if you only write or blog sporadically.

It doesn’t even matter if someone leaves a negative comment on your space.

Forget the haters.

What matters is that YOU are enjoying your writing and/or blogging.

And that is truly the only thing that really matters.





12 thoughts on “Garbage

    1. Back then it felt good for about 30 seconds because those words stuck in my head. It also didn’t help that a few closer to me (who were never interested in reading my work) used to tell me that I was wasting my time…Young and impressionable. I know better know and want to encourage others NOT to listen to negativity.

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  1. I am sure that you have never written anything that could be called ‘garbage’. I think this sort of thing is one of the reasons I’m glad no one I know offline has ever read any of my writing. I’m afraid they’ll tell me it’s awful. I used to want my family (and friends, when I had some) to read my stories. Now? No way.

    But I agree that this person was probably jealous of your talent. I had/have a person like that in my life. Sadly, she is related to me.

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    1. Lol. I think I will post that story one of these days. With my adult eyes it is so cliché. And now that I know what fan fiction is, it could likely qualify (I had a total crush on Dr. Mike on Days of Our Lives back then).
      I hear you on the sharing thing. I used to get disappointed that no one was interested but later on I was glad!

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