One whole year of neglecting my writing really has taken a toll onto me. Now, I feel as if I've lost the spark/mojo/motive to go on writing. Made even worse when it feels as if no one seems to like or even take notice of your writing (although I know a few do, and heck, this is all a problem we all face, no?).
But still, this all got so bad that I've started to lose hope on my writing dream, even so far as to contemplate offing myself, thanks to all the chaos around me, as well as the stress and pressure of deciding.
It's quite hard really to face a future without a dream of one's future life. I mean, look at me: I've started all of this wr