minda-whiteley
Los Angeles
Sometimes your inner critic can overwhelm you. In my case, it has kept me stuck for most of my life. Others have told me my writing good in the past, but I haven't been able to accept it. Another problem is doubt, self-hatred, and fear no one will actually enjoy my poems. When I die, I don't want to have regrets because of fear. I know that poetry isn't the most popular genre nowadays, but I am no longer going to let that stop me from doing what I love.
