We’re six days into this lark of writing Every Damn Day In June and I’m already feeling a bit wimpy about it. Not because it’s hard to do, not because it’s not worth it, not any good reason at all, other than sometimes I get in my own way a bit. If I have “failed” at something in the past I often feel doomed to repeat that failure. You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take, yada yada yada. I know that it’s a self fulfilling prophecy but let’s be real for a second: sometimes our pain is comforting, simply because it is familiar. I have never successfully managed to keep a journal of any kind consistently. I always have the best intentions, and I have exquisite taste in new notebooks (of which I have many, all empty), but whether it’s pen to paper or a flashing cursor or even an app, I tend to flake and forget about it, swiftly moving on to another project. I have 18 entries in last year’s EDDIJ category and I am determined to do all 30 this year. When I think of where and who I was a year ago I can see how much has changed and I am doing so much better in almost every area of my life. It’s time to stop doing what is easy and obvious (which was needed during a period of healing) and start challenging myself more. To quote a very smart man I know and love dearly, “It’s time to start living, not merely existing.”

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Violet Fawkes

Violet Fawkes (she/her) is a freelance writer and sex blogger focusing on pleasure education, erotic fiction, and the intersection of identity, kink and mental health.