Doing Too Much
At any given time, when asked, I have no less than two somewhat epic story ideas I want to bring to life soon. One by graphic novel, one by words alone. In the meantime, I’m trying to find a job with a decent wage as well as keep up with other hobbies and a social life.
It can be a lot most of the time to say the least.
I’ve had bouts with writer’s block, doubts about my ability in general, and just life. It sucks sometimes. I feel like I should be writing but all I can think about is what I haven’t written. My mind sometimes wraps itself around all the times opportunity came knocking and I pretended like I wasn’t home because I didn’t feel like I was ready for it. I’ve actively prevented myself from beating myself up as much I normally would, but it hasn’t yielded the level of production I had hoped.
But I ain’t stopping.
I love myself for even just pushing this far. For overcoming what I already have. For starting to prep myself for the next thing in life. I realize I was under more mental stress and trauma than I once thought, and that the road to where I want to be is still far off. But I’m only 25 and I plan on living for a lot longer than I already have so I’ll make everything work.
And I want anybody reading this to see that too about themselves. Sometimes the forces out of our control aren’t exactly on our side and that can deflate you. It’s okay to feel beaten down by everything. But life will bring more opportunities. Keep growing, keep fighting, and find that ever-elusive peace.
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