Day 22: I’m still here (unedited)

It’s day 22, and I think I’m burnt out. How the heck did I pull off 70 days last year, I might never know. Maybe I was more fearless? Maybe I had more inspiration? Maybe I had a better writing routine? Maybe I had less stake to lose or maybe I just didn’t give a shit?

But I did give a shit. Loads of shit. That’s why I was so committed.

I might not write the best shit ever. But I sure did write. I put in the hours. That’s what this is all about. This challenge was never about publishing your best work. It’s about putting in the hours.

The hours of writing, editing, applying, and shipping. It’s about showing up. Even on days like this. Days that you feel absolutely defeated, uninspired, or invisible.

“No one is gonna remember. You’re just another 1 in 2 billion Facebook users who didn’t show up.”

“Yeah, top fans might. But you have like 10 of those. No one is gonna remember.”

Here I am, 30k readers in, having these thoughts. I can now understand why most people fail to finish this challenge.

When you start publishing, it feels like no one is really reading your stuff. It feels like you are sending a message (that you spend hours crafting) into the void.

Not. A. Single. Response.

Because of that, you feel like you’re nobody. No one cares about your work. No one cares if you go missing for a day, two days, or even a month.

The biggest problem most bloggers face at the beginning is we don’t have people who care.

This 30-day writing challenge, for me, is an opportunity to forget this problem. To say “I don’t care if anyone’s reading. I’m doing this for me. To polish my craft. To push my creativity. To build discipline. And most importantly, to practice showing up. Even if no one is reading. Even if no one is waiting.”

But if you are here, thank you for stopping by.