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Sometimes, I get the urge to write again.  I read things, like novels or old fanfics I liked in the past and I want to start creating again.  Then I stop and take another step backward.  No, I'm not sure I could do that again.

The absence hurts a little bit, from time to time.  But I lack the confidence.

I never felt I was any good.  And if I did at some point in the past, I can only view it as foolish in retrospective.

Whether I actually was or not doesn't matter.  My perceptions have already tainted it.

I know it's pathetic and weak. I know my unwillingness says more about me than anything else.