So Why Has This Happened to Me

I have never been here before — not being able to write. I always believed what Maya Angelou believed, that if I never spoke about writers block then it’d never exist. Well, I’m here now, and No, I never said the word — writers block — out loud, so why has this happened to me?

I am not sad. I just want to stop living.

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