Been writing poetry lately.
It's something I used to love doing when I was a teenager, and then I think at some point I stopped because I decided it wasn't all that cool and I was embarrassed of seeming angsty or edgy or emo or whatever. Even though like, maybe I had a reason to be feeling this way, and having this form of expression wasn't just cathartic for me, but a skill I could've nurtured and kept developing.
As an adult, realising some of my friends write poetry and feeling some pangs of jealousy towards them for their lack of shame in their obvious talent, and wondering if I could still be as good as they are if I hadn't shunned this hobby out of self-consciousness, I have some regrets. And even for a while after realising that, I still just kept insisting I'm not good at poetry, and that I don't want to waste my time or theirs with subpar underdeveloped attempts to change that.
It's very freeing to let go of that. Turns out this is something I enjoy, regardless of whether it's "good", and prose doesn't have to be my only form of creative expression.