My Break Up Letter to "Writer's Block"

Dear Writer’s Block,

It’s not you, it’s me. You see I just feel that I’m no good for you. I don’t think we are the best for each other anymore. I just want something else in life. I want more. It’s not your fault you can’t give me what I want and need. I’ve just grown up a lot since we first started hanging out.
I’ve seen things, and heard things. I’m really not the same person I was before. When we first met I was much younger and less experienced. Before I didn’t have many things to write about so we were perfect for each other. I didn’t mind letting you take over and keep me from doing the one thing I’m passionate about because back then, I didn’t know any better.

I would sit down to write and then you would show up, causing me to just get up again a few minutes later feeling frustrated and uncreative. Or you would twist my ideas so much that I just gave up. But please remember its not you, its me. I remember when I wrote those 3 pages of that one story and then you decided to come over. That story is still only 3 pages.

I think we first met about 7 years ago. I actually don’t remember getting into a relationship with you, you just kind of barged into my life. Do you have any idea how much you’ve hurt me since then? You never let me finish anything I started writing. Sometimes you kept me from writing for months. Thanks to you I have dozens of notebooks filled with pages that aren’t completed because every time I tried to add on to them, you would call and end up making me forget what the story was even about! I had to buy books to help me think of story prompts because you didn’t want me thinking on my own. You even made me question my dedication as a writer and made me doubt I would ever make it in the writing business.

Well I have a story idea in mind and plan on finishing something I’ve written very soon. I don’t want to steal anymore of your time the way you stole my creativity the last 7 years. I just wanted to tell you that its over between us. Its not you its….ok its you.

Sincerely,

Me.