Still Howling
On Writing, Doubt, and the Voice That Won't Be Stopped
Vulnerability is not something that gets easier the more you write — if anything, it gets harder.
Today I sat down in my spiritual practice and burst into tears. All I could say was I just want to write something meaningful. I want to make a difference.
This week I’ve been making big changes, sitting with old feelings of inadequacy, and wrestling with the very loud voice that says someone is always doing it better than you. I wrote about all of it. About the writing journey, the dark nights of the soul, chronic illness, neurodivergence, grief, and the ecological calling that is pulling at me harder than ever right now.
It’s one of the most honest things I’ve put out in a long time.
If it resonates, I’d love to know and if you know someone who needed to read something like this today — please pass it on.
In the wild and in-between,
Rochelle x