The first thing that happened when I
contemplated a break from writing is that I felt worse. Stressors multiplied, solutions eluded
me. I turned inwards with sorrow and I
turned outward with blame. To put it
bluntly, things went for ‘shite’.
Writing is the answer for me. So just like the patient who is sorry they
went off their meds and returns sheepishly to their doctor, I’m back.
And my advice to myself – when something
works, don’t quit it.