I Ignored My Passion

As a child, I loved writing, but I wasn't always the best.  My mom would tell me things like "you write how you speak" and I'm assuming that wasn't a compliment.  As time went on, I got better at writing scholarly essays and I started to use other forms of writing as an outlet for all my bottled up emotions.  However, I never once thought about pursuing writing as a career.  I also just assumed I wasn't good enough and only very special people got the pleasure of being real writers.  Yet, here I am, a recent college grad and I just can't stop writing

I write every single day.  I write poems and essays and most of the time, I'm the only one who sees them.  Although, I find myself having many passions, writing seems to be one that I always come back to.  It's so strange to me now, after going through 5 years of college, that I never once thought about a career in writing during that time.  It's almost sad that I just never thought I was good enough when, this whole time, I could've been submitting work and trying to get published or even just working harder on my blog.

All that aside, I know it's not too late.  I submitted an essay and some poems to be published today and although I may never hear back, it gives me the drive to keep going and to not give up.  I really don't know what my true "purpose" in life might be, but I know what makes me happy and I'm going to continue doing that until the day I die.  

Peace and Love!

-S.U.