Struggles All Odyssey Writers Will Understand

Struggles All Odyssey Writers Will Understand

We All Have Them

As writers, we all struggle with writer’s block, grammar errors, typos, etc. However, I have personally found some struggles Odyssey writers encounter most. So without further ado, let’s take a look at the common struggles of odyssey writers.

1.)Choosing a new and current topic. This can be difficult for many reasons. We always want to write something the people will be interested in reading, however, sometimes it just seems impossible. The current topics might not interest us enough to write about them. Or on the other hand, we end up writing about similar things all the time.

2.)Logging into Odyssey. I don’t know if it’s just me, but often times, it takes me forever to long into the site itself. I end up having to type my login info in about four times before it’ll actually process my info and accept my login. It could just be a bad connection, but if you experience this too than it just fits right in with these “Odyssey struggles”.

3.)Typing. Whether you use the writing block in odyssey or some other form of word document, typing and layout can change. If you carry your work over to odyssey, there can be a weird change with the layout and the word count. This can be annoying if you want it to look a certain way and be a certain length.

4.)“Picture is too small”. We are all familiar with this famous message that pops up on or screens while trying to upload a picture. (For anyone reading this who is not an Odyssey writer, there is certain criteria we must follow when we upload pictures.) Even when we meet the requirements of the pictures, sometimes Odyssey will still say that it is “too small”. This is annoying because you have to do all these little techniques to try and get it to work, and even after all that it’s not guaranteed to accept it. This can be extremely saddening when you really like the picture, and it “fits the criteria” but won’t accept it, and then you’re left with the struggle of uploading a second best, or mediocre picture.

5.)And last but not least, having no energy or time to write due to daily life. We all get busy or lazy at times in our lives. This affects our writing. When we are super busy, it is extremely hard to find time to sit down and write an article. Then there’s laziness. This is not a good thing, but it is definitely happens. It is extremely hard to bring yourself to write an article when feeling lazy, but I’ve found that that even when I’m lazy I end up submitting an article anyway. It just took me twice as long to write it.

These are just five struggles that almost every odyssey write can relate too. Hopefully we can find a way to fix or improve these struggles but until then, we have no choice but to just laugh it off and get through them. So to all my fellow odyssey writers, keep on striving for the best and make sure to try to laugh at these struggles, because believe me we all have them and understand how frustrating it can be.

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To The Friends I Won't Talk To After High School

I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.


So, for the last four years I’ve seen you almost everyday. I’ve learned about your annoying little brother, your dogs and your crazy weekend stories. I’ve seen you rock the awful freshman year fashion, date, attend homecoming, study for AP tests, and get accepted into college.

Thank you for asking me about my day, filling me in on your boy drama and giving me the World History homework. Thank you for complimenting my outfits, laughing at me presenting in class and listening to me complain about my parents. Thank you for sending me your Quizlets and being excited for my accomplishments- every single one of them. I appreciate it all because I know that soon I won’t really see you again. And that makes me sad. I’ll no longer see your face every Monday morning, wave hello to you in the hallways or eat lunch with you ever again. We won't live in the same city and sooner or later you might even forget my name.

We didn’t hang out after school but none the less you impacted me in a huge way. You supported my passions, stood up for me and made me laugh. You gave me advice on life the way you saw it and you didn’t have to but you did. I think maybe in just the smallest way, you influenced me. You made me believe that there’s lots of good people in this world that are nice just because they can be. You were real with me and that's all I can really ask for. We were never in the same friend group or got together on the weekends but you were still a good friend to me. You saw me grow up before your eyes and watched me walk into class late with Starbucks every day. I think people like you don’t get enough credit because I might not talk to you after high school but you are still so important to me. So thanks.

With that said, I truly hope that our paths cross one day in the future. You can tell me about how your brothers doing or how you regret the college you picked. Or maybe one day I’ll see you in the grocery store with a ring on your finger and I’ll be so happy you finally got what you deserved so many guys ago.

And if we ever do cross paths, I sincerely hope you became everything you wanted to be. I hope you traveled to Italy, got your dream job and found the love of your life. I hope you have beautiful children and a fluffy dog named Charlie. I hope you found success in love before wealth and I hope you depended on yourself for happiness before anything else. I hope you visited your mom in college and I hope you hugged your little sister every chance you got. She’s in high school now and you always tell her how that was the time of your life. I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.

And hey, maybe I’ll see you at the reunion and maybe just maybe you’ll remember my face. If so, I’d like to catch up, coffee?



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How Getting Better Feels When Going Through Hard Times

You need courage and hope to travel the road to recovery.


It's scary.

You want to tell people that today you managed to do more than you've done in the last week. You want someone to be proud of you. But you don't want to get their hopes up. Or yours, frankly. You don't want to tell them things are getting better when you know it's very possible that tomorrow everything will all crumble apart again.

It's worrying about bothering your friends even more when you know you've already over-shared too many times. It's worrying they'll give up on you. It's wanting to give up on yourself.

It's exhausting.

You can't help but feel like you will fall again. You don't know how soon it will be before you're back at the bottom of the ravine. You don't know how far you will climb back up before you slip again. And it's tempting to fall early on this time. Because the higher you climb the harder the inevitable fall will be. You're so close to the bottom that if you fell it wouldn't hurt so bad. At least you'd be on solid ground even if you can't see anything. You could just stay down there forever and save yourself so much work and pain.

You start to see how much work is ahead of you. Problems you had to put off or couldn't deal with start to fade back into imminent existence. Getting back up means doing more than the bare minimum to survive. And even though you want that, and you feel like things are getting better you're still filled with apathy for doing anything more than barely existing.

It feels directionless.

You're starting to get better but now what? What do you do first? What's the long-term goal? Do you even have one anymore? You lost all your aspirations trying to survive day-to day. You could reinvent yourself. Be reborn into a version of yourself that doesn't feel empty and sad all the time. But what would you fill yourself up with? Besides the unhealthy coping mechanisms you've been trying so hard to quit?

You still feel alone. Despite starting to socialize more and returning to the old pieces of your life, you still feel like an outsider. You still feel like you don't belong and you just want to hide away because you can't relate to other people and their experiences anymore.

It's like being a stranger in your own life.

It's as if for just one moment all the rain and wind stops and you can see for the first time as all the mist starts to clear. And you can't help but wonder if it only means you're in the eye of the hurricane instead of the end of the storm. And in the depths of your mind and oh-so-broken heart you know it's the former. You know that even though things are getting better it is not the end. You know this isn't the last time you will have to wipe the dust off your shoes and try again. And it's so hard to see the point of getting back up.

And you also know that you don't have a choice. You have to climb to get stronger for the next time you fall. One day you might make it to the top of the cliffs and see something so wonderful and so much more than you could ever hope for; but only if you keep climbing and falling and getting stronger Until then, it's hard to carry on.

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