I’d say my writing kryptonite is my own self-confidence, or rather, lack-thereof. I have difficulty with believing in myself for a number of reasons, none of which are pleasant.
When I start doubting myself, I stop writing. I suppose it’s because writing is such a lonely thing. When even you start doubting yourself, it’s like your last cheerleader has upped and left. And it feels awful.
Kryptonite saps Superman’s powers. Self-doubt saps mine, because it feeds into my self-esteem problems and causes a chain reaction of mental health issues. It becomes an easy way to criticise yourself for every little thing – and you end up doing nothing.
I’m trying to learn how not to succumb to my kryptonite, but it’s a long process…