All my life I’ve been surrounded by nothing but unsupportive people. My entire life I’ve been surrounded by emotional abusers that I can’t seem to get away from. If it’s not my immediate family, it’s my intermediate family. It’s Mainly my family. Followed by Some friends. Nearly everyone in my life has emotionally abused me in some way, shape, or form. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t almost used to it. But I shouldn’t have to be used to it.
If there’s one thing that really irks my nerves it’s when these people criticize my career. My family is constantly saying things like, “people who sit in their rooms all day don’t make any money.” Or my favorite, “you’re not doing anything with your life.” What do you mean? I’m a writer for Christ sakes. That’s what we do. We write. So yes I sit in my room and write all day. I like to be alone.
Success is almost something that seems foreign to my family. Everyone is used to settling. Settling in their dead-end jobs, settling in their relationships. That’s all they do is settle. And that’s what they want me to do. The only person who ever thought I would be where I am today is my sweet papa. He was the only one that thought better of me. I’m so grateful for him.
But as I sit here at Panera and write this post, I can’t help but replay all of the negative comments that are thrown at me on a regular basis from my family. Their unwanted comments on how I’ll never amount to anything, how I don’t do anything because I don’t have a 9 to 5. You know a part of me doesn’t really care what they think because I love what I do for a living. I love being a writer. But there’s another part of me that’s screaming inside desperately trying to get them to understand.
I want them to understand that I’m a writer. I have a real career. I’m making something of myself. I also want them to understand that it’s my life and not theirs. And If I want to sit in my room all day or sit at Panera all day, I’m more than welcome to. Truth be told, the lack of support I receive from my family is the very thing that drove me to fall in love with writing in the first place. It’s my therapy, my escape.
Being a writer, you learn a lot. You spend a lot of time alone thinking, pondering, and reflecting. But for anyone that doubts us, we also work extremely hard. And yes, we do work. If being a writer was easy, everyone would do it. Writing is my passion, it’s my career, it’s my life. As a writer, I will not continue to let people put me down over my life’s work.