Recently, I’ve been doing very little writing. I’d like to say that I’ve been on a great adventure, visiting some exotic place or that I have a new love in my life and I’ve been preoccupied, but the truth is that I’ve been reluctant to keep reliving all of the experiences that have fueled my writing about narcissism.
In order to access the stories, I have to keep an old wound open, or in the case of my mother, I had to lance an abscess. This is valuable, but it does affect my mood, my outlook and how I feel from day to day, so it can take its toll.
I have been reading about how to heal from these experiences. There does not seem to be a lot of information about it out there beyond the basics. I hoped that I would come up with a solution that did not involve years of work, but alas, I have not.
A pause does not signify the end, but sometimes a break is necessary.