I was born in 1977, and I know it was the year Elvis died and Star Wars began. The latter was before I was born (in May), and Elvis died in August. Then, a bunch of celebrities were born that year, like Orlando Bloom, Chris Martin, lead singer in Coldplay, and my celeb twin, Zachary Quinto. I say this in an amative way because, let’s face it, it’s pretty cool to share a birthday with someone famous. Many are born on the same year or day, but not many with the same year and day. It feels like you’re twins but from another mother.
And then, of course, I was born. Whether that’s a good or a bad thing. I feel I was born at the right time. I lived my childhood in the 1980s and my youth in the 1990s. I lived at a time when there were no mobiles or computers. Then in an era when modern technology developed and into what it is today. So I’ve seen both worlds. I’m not too young or too old. I’m at the right age. Hopefully, I’ll be part of the future, at least for 30 more years. But you’ll never know.
I don’t know if it’s a lie or only a denial, but I’m not as good as I think I am. I question my skills all the time. Maybe that’s one of the reasons why I keep putting off things. For example, since 2018, I’ve thought about becoming an entrepreneur. I went to a course about it too. I wanted to become many things, but I constantly changed my mind. I kept telling myself I was good at something, but then I didn’t get the response I wished for from others. I thought I was only an average photographer, writer or anything creative. I thought I couldn’t make it professionally. Maybe I’m lying to myself that I could. I’m worried people will see through me, but they don’t want to hurt my feelings by telling me the truth. The truth about that I should choose a profession other than something creative. My photos and designs are plain, and no one would want to pay me because they might make them for free elsewhere. That kind of doubt is often in my head.
Sometimes I wonder if people understand what I’m writing about. Am I the writer that I think I am? It’s not like I’m writing a novel here. I’ve got good feedback about my fiction, and people like my blog posts. But my writing is a hobby. I don’t get paid for it. Writing is the only thing I feel comfortable about. I know I’m good at it. I won’t lie or deny it. It’s other things that I think I’m lying to myself about. There will always be someone who is a better photographer than me. The same goes for graphic design and other creative things. I don’t like the “not being good enough to get paid for”- feeling. I have never wanted an ordinary job where you go at 8 or 9 am and then home at 4 or 5 pm. I can’t sit still and do something boring all day. I need change, and that’s what creative work is. But I can’t get hired because I have no job experience in the field. It’s challenging to get any of that.
As an introvert, it’s hard for me to know what my strengths are. I lie, or I’m in denial that I’m versatile, but am I truly so? Is that even a strength? A killer can be versatile by killing different kinds of people. I like doing different things, and I guess I’m doing OK with them. I wish I was more confident about my skills and not always doubting them. Being honest with yourself is easier than lying. But also, you shouldn’t forget that life does not always go as planned. If you lie to yourself about that, then you’re in denial.
Getting close to Christmas. So close it’s already tomorrow. Also, this advent calendar is coming to an end. Tomorrows One Line Sunday post is scheduled. But don’t let that stop you if you want to comment. I’ll read them when I get back home. I won’t use the internet at all the whole holiday. I’ll be too busy doing other stuff.
I want to thank all the likes and comments on this year’s advent calendar. The blogosphere is a great communal place. I’m glad I continued to keep this blog up. There are still days left in 2017 so there will be some more posts before the year ends. Of course, I’ll also tell you how the job interview went.
It’s time for me to take a break and so should everyone else. Everyone have a safe Christmas and be nice to everybody. Let the holidays gather your mental strength so you can cope with the rest of the year.