I am so bad at expressing myself. Oh my gosh, you guys, I am so bad at expressing myself.
I can pump out boring, essay-like pages in a quick second; they won’t be perfect, but they’ll be readable. They’ll make sense. But putting my feelings and thoughts into coherent words is just an entirely different journey, and the thought of doing that on a regular basis this semester makes my skin crawl with uneasy, jumpy nerves.
But I want to.