Mindfulness and existentialist writings in an age of anxiety

This post is not worth reading

I’m having trouble writing about my struggle with writing. I struggle because I believe every post that I write should be utterly amazing, but the truth is they won’t. I have a sort of fear that if I don’t post only amazing content then I will lose my reputation as a writer. But what does it matter if I do not write or publish anything at all? Why did I start this blog? Was it to stroke my own frail ego? What a shame to live in fear. What is fear even for? Survival I guess…
What good is it now, what purpose does it serve? It seeks only to hold me back, from what I was meant to do.

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