I have hit that frustrating part of the semester where I believe that every word I write is absolute garbage. It's probably a side effect from all of the pressure caused from busy last half, but I can't stop thinking that I should quit while I'm ahead. Even writing those first two sentences was an unnecessarily difficult struggle.
But a meeting with my professor reminded me something that I forget more often than I'd like to admit: I'm good at writing. I suppose the cliche "You are your worst critic" is a cliche for a reason. Perhaps I have temporarily lost the ability to write and edit my own work without muttering to myself that I'm a failure.
Here's hoping that I can get it back soon. I have several assignments that are begging for completion.
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