It’s happening again as it always does. I comment on someone’s poem, hit post, and almost immediately begin to regret ever saying anything. Within a day (if no one else replies) I’m convinced that I’ve made some huge faux pas and that (horrors) it will be discovered that I really don’t know anything (imagine that). Then I realize that it bothers me so much because I want to belong when I really belong back on the Island of Misfit Toys :)
What a drain I must be! It’s no wonder my inbox is empty.