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I've been thinking about how when I was with my ex, they constantly "encouraged" me to write, and I ended up with next to nothing because their encouragement was designed to keep me controlled and working for them and their writing.
I probably won't get in, but y'know, I thought I'd stop writing after my ex. What good could I possibly be as an author, as inferior as they always said I was, without them to tell me how to be a real person.
I can't shake the feeling I'm still writing trash, but I'm doing it and who knows, maybe it'll be trash that will catch on somewhere.
I have now applied to three different writing places with things I wrote after they left, my own "broken and unreadable" (their words) stories, that I composed without my ex (who told me such a thing would be impossible, if I wanted to be a "real" writer)