May 15, 2002
I went to the doctor for my annual check up. She asked me routine questions and when I answered yes to “Do you have mood swings” a red light went off inside her. I assured her it wasn’t anything serious and when she asked me how I knew I replied, “I’m a writer. One day I feel absolutely brilliant, the next day I wonder why I even bother at all.” Luckily, she understood.
Being a creative person, and trying to make your living as such can be a lot of pressure. For as wonderful as it is to be your own boss, have your hours and do the work you want, it also has a lot of down points that sometimes leave me flailing my limbs on the floor.
When I sat in my cubicle a year ago, I imagined a creative life full of joy-filled days with numerous tea breaks, pink cupcakes, happy-thoughts, freedom and everything else one imagines when the grass is greener. And although it is sometimes fabulous, sometimes it’s just really hard.
The only difference between now and then is that the hair-pulling moments are now worth it.