So I completed the task of writing every day for one week, seven days… and then I stopped. I’m not going to beat myself up over it. No need to. I think as long as I get into the habit of writing regularly, that’s something more than what I was doing and therefore… success! I will continue to strive for consistency as I move forward with this project. But I think that is a goal I set for myself every day in every way. To be consistent.
In my life, that’s been one of my biggest challenges with other people. They aren’t consistent. They say one thing and then do the complete opposite. They show and give love one minute and then there’s nothing but silence the next. They make promises they can’t, or worse, won’t keep. They start energized and fade quickly. Confusing to say the least.
However, I’m not consistent either. Because I’m not perfect. Because I’m human. But, for me, I try not to allow my species to be an excuse; it only charges me to put more effort to be better. Because while humans can be disappointing… we can also be amazing. The frustration I have felt with myself, and others, when we fail has often led to much heartbreak in my world. At this point in my life, I try to keep heartbreak to a minimum and instead, focus on the amazing side of what is in each and every one of us.
Fortunately, this “to write or not to write” question is not dependent upon anyone else, just me. Just one little human on this planet. And it isn’t life or death, it won’t cause tragic heartbreak and it certainly isn’t earth-shattering in any way. It’s simply my imperfect self shooting for better. So here we go again… after my glorious false start for a week, I’ll see if consistency can be achieved…