who am I without my little treat

Endings are hard, beginnings are hard, returning to something you abandoned feels the hardest. I fight and fail the urge to apologize whenever I come back to my journal after months of letting it be, that sense of guilt so ingrained in me. The worst part of my brain telling me "Well, if you wanted to be writing, or drawing, or making so badly, wouldn't it be easy? Wouldn't you just do it?" The end…