Paint your love all over my world

colourful paint
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Sometimes I wonder why I even bother doing anything. Doing things for yourself is not always enough. You need that certain approval from others. I feel I’m being ignored. No matter what I do I don’t get noticed. I think I’m not good at anything. Maybe it’s silly to feel like I don’t matter because I know I do. My last job proved it. Maybe I’m the only one who thinks I have a talent and I don’t give anyone that wow feeling about the things I do. Sometimes I get ideas but they don’t last very long. Then I just lose motivation. This is what I feel when it comes to design or posting things on social media. If I don’t get many likes to things I do as a hobby, it’s OK because I don’t get paid for it. But if it was something professional it would be a bigger deal. That’s one of the reasons why it’s tough for me to begin with anything on my own.

I got an email from Helsinki Design School where I studied both photography and graphic design, where they asked if any former or current students have become entrepreneurs and how their studies in school have helped them. In the email, there were questions to be answered. One of them was, “At what stage did you start your business?” I still haven’t started even if I had thought about it several times since that school. I thought about starting something during the education but nothing happened. I realised I couldn’t concentrate on two things at the same time. I just didn’t have the strength. Now when I don’t have a job anymore, I could begin with something. But then comes this doubt I’m not good enough. I feel I don’t belong with the other people who do design of some sort. A voice is saying in the back of my head, you’re not good enough to be a designer, stick to your day job. It’s not my mind saying it, it’s what others might think of me. Even in school in Helsinki, I felt others were so much better than me. When I post my work on social media I only get one or two likes. If I’m lucky three. If I don’t get many likes, how will I get clients? There are designers who have much more experience than I have. The competition is so hard so I don’t think I’m not good enough. No employers are lining up behind me either so there is no hope of finding a job in design.

If someone could paint their love all over my world and prove to me I got what it takes, maybe then I would be more confident about the things I do. Not just by one person but by several people. Being an entrepreneur is not only about knowing how to do things, but it’s also getting new ideas which I’m not that good at. I’m not a risktaker so it’s much tougher for me to start anything. Right now there are some personal things going on so I don’t want to think about what to do next.

When the anticipation turns to disappointment

crowded sea with different sea life drawing
When you get to a place where you think you’re the only one there, ©Mia Salminen 2020

I’m back to blogging again. Even if it’s has become a short blog post. At least this one is. So the job ended on Monday (October 26) The rest of the contract were holidays. Not the going somewhere kind though. I’m actually relieved I can wake up late again. Going to a job was great but I think I got everything I wanted from there. The contract was shorter because of the coronavirus. I’ve got some more job experience which was one of my goals. If I was offered to continue at the place I wouldn’t have wanted. I really didn’t get things from the job I wanted. The waking up early and going to work was too much to do more than I had to. I was always so tired after work. I really don’t know how someone can have a part-time business while working at a full day job. I was dead tired afterwards and it was only a part-time job. The workplace wasn’t really far but still, it was quite stressful to go there every morning. Even with the bus. I can’t take that for long. Especially when there were days at work where there was nothing to do.

During the job the anticipation was good. I was glad I got something to do. But then it turns to be a bit disappointing. I really didn’t get to do my own things. Things had to be done in a certain way. Written in a certain way and so on. I couldn’t express myself the way I expected. It wasn’t the workplace fault though. It’s just the way workplaces work. I wanted to be more independent but now I had to do what they wanted me to do. I didn’t dare to do anything without asking if I did things right. So the job was good while it lasted but I wouldn’t want to go back to that anymore. It was time to move on. I don’t know what yet but it won’t be searching for a job for a while.

The frustration of different things in life

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Making up things. Names and things like that. How to explain things to strangers. Telling things about yourself. Trying to remember a song but you don’t remember who it is by. Searching information on Google but not knowing what keyword to use. Trying to get people to like your posts on social media. Especially on Instagram. That is the frustration of different things in life. Maybe not all people get frustrated about the same things. But I’m not writing about them anyway.

What frustrates me the most right now is posting on social media. No matter how many keywords I use, not many people take notice. People post a lot of crap and yet they get really many likes. I never like the same others like. Especially if they’re selfies. The whole keywords thing is stressful. I run out of ideas. It’s the same with this blog. If this wasn’t only a hobby I would be even more frustrated. Instagram should be called Keywordsgram because you need a lot of them. If I had a business I wouldn’t use it as a platform. Maybe only people’s friends like their posts. Instagram in general is a mystery to me. I can only dream about having a lot of followers there. It’s such a pain to write on the phone anyway. I’ve decided I won’t stress about not getting noticed. I post for myself.

Work can be a bit frustrating too. Especially when there are days you have nothing to do. In the end, even the internet is becoming boring. You might think to yourself, is this really worth waking up early for? If it wasn’t for the colleagues I would feel even more bored. If I was offered to continue with this work, I would decline. I don’t think I can take more of this than necessary. It would be nice to have a job where you have something to do every day. At this job, you can’t express yourself the way you want to. There are days when I wish I didn’t have to go anywhere far. I’m always so tired after work so I don’t have the strength to do things I used to. Like writing this blog. But at least I have a job. For now at least.

There can be a lot of frustrating things in life. Things like radio playlists where they play the same songs many times a day. Like the band sand artists only had one song. People leaving no room where you walk. Like the coronavirus didn’t exist anymore. Certain dog people not picking up dog droppings from the ground. Neighbours having loud parties. People leaving electric kickboards in the middle of the sidewalk. Having to repeat yourself to every new person you meet. Especially in a job search. Trying to make up blog titles and how to end blog posts. But you should not let those things get to you. Frustration is only a feeling and it will go away eventually. It will only make you stressed if you have that feeling too long. Focus on something that pleases you and look on the bright side. Things won’t last forever.