I feel like every artist has a particular story they’re hung up on telling, to the extent that it’s a vice. Maybe they don’t have the time to tell it the way they want, maybe financial obstacles are making it impossible.
In my case, I’ve simply told it too many times. It’s easy to criticize myself for this. When my constant tendency is self-derision, this is the natural place my inner dialogue goes to when I think of this hang up is my limits as an artist, but of course it’s a bit more complicated than that.
I don’t consider myself as a writer at heart. When I feel inspired enough to write a story, it’s usually based from my own experience. So what happens when the events in my life have a repeating nature? I can’t help but tell a story that’s replaying constantly in my mind. A huge component of this entire challenge is the low stakes nature of the platform I’m using. I made sure to put that leniency in the front of my mind when telling this story yet again.
At least for the very first time, I feel some type of catharsis from telling it. For my sake, I hope it’s the final I feel the need to.