I've discovered you need no readers.  Not if
 you're writing as a hobby.  In fact, one you
 put aside the false need for validation,
 recongition or glory, it is liberating.  Oh,
 yes, there's always that wee devil telling you
 that everything you write is garbage.  But even
 if it is, the chief thing is that you're
 expressing yourself, letting your soul breethe
 and prosper.  That is not the privillege of a
 select group of geniuses.  Furthermore, you
 free yourself from pleasing the crowd, or
 whatever is in fashion; you don't need to kneel
 before the trending topics.
 
 Now, there's value in communication.  What's
 written has a vocation to be read.  Yet that
 must be placed in a proper context.  If you're
 having fun with a soft, simple story that caters
 to your obsessions, well, that's a different
 missiom from that of a school book meant to
 introduce philosophy to twelve years old.  The
 later needs readers, if it's not read by anybody
 in the targeted audience, then it's a bit of
 failure.  But the former?  Not so much!  It's
 a game, indeed, a game in writing but in the
 most sincere, most primitive of games:  making
 stuff up; just as kids do.  You can dance as
 if nobody's watching, people say, and that can
 be pure joy.
 
 Again even this joyful kind of writing "desires"
 to be read.  And it's good to share any writing.
 What was joyful for you will be joyful for
 somebody else, somewhere.  So go forth, edit
 that thing and share it.  But don't let the
 fruit of your hobby lead you to worry.  It's
 not only wasteful, it makes no frigging sense!