My Writing Still Sucks, But I’m Still Not Giving Up

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I ’ve never felt like a writer. Even calling myself one doesn’t quite feel right.

The truth is, in my day job I am an engineer. At night, I write. I aspire to be a coach.

But who am I really?

I’m starting to discover the answer to this question and find out why I am here. And what I am supposed to do with this amazing life I’ve been given.

Regardless of whether or not I can call myself a writer, writing is a massive part of who I am and who I want to be.

I love writing. Always have, and always will.

It’s changed me and improved me so significantly. I am far from the same person I was six months ago when I got started.

I felt this burning excitement at the idea that I could become a blogger. Most days I still do.

But I’m letting perfectionism get to me.

I’ve been consistent for over six months now, publishing every week — nearly every weekday here on Medium. I am learning and growing so much every day that I continue.

I recognize now, better than ever before, what it takes to make great content. I want to create the best articles so bad that I stall when I sit down to write. I can’t even get started…