I think I found my problem
Updated: Dec 30, 2020
Have you ever wanted to do something, or better yet a myriad of things but you don’t know where to start?
I hear people throw out this word “Passion” and I’m starting to realize that my passion for projects comes and goes. It’s like my first year in high school where literally every week I thought a different boy in my grade was cute and would quickly be over it by Friday. That infatuation was a constant cycle until I ran out of boys to look at (my school had majority girls so it only took about two months for me to get over all of them).
I have a list of hobbies that I have previously been “passionate” about:
I started to realize that my main group was in the arts and so I adopted the title Creative, but I shortly found out that Creatives don’t have a cap. They do not have an end to where their minds can go.
There is a huge world for creatives to dabble in and that’s when I realized that I have to stick to one or two things and be great at them. I can try to do everything under the sun that involves being creative but where will that lead me? In a pit of anxiety like I have been dealing with for the last several months.
I worry myself about when I should work on a certain project and then become discouraged when I don’t meet my projects or deadlines. I realize I have to just let it flow sometimes.