By Heather Havrilesky — 2018
Recently, after years of being afraid to confront this reality, I accepted that I want to be a writer.
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CLEAR ALL
Out in the chalk circle, my vision became tunneled, my stomach tied in knots, and I felt like I couldn’t hear anything but my own racing thoughts.
It’s called the yips, and it’s a sudden inability to play. I had to find my way out of it.