Only you can fully understand you.
There is simultaneous melancholy and joy in this statement.
Melancholy because you will never be entirely understood. No one will know all parts of you. Even if you try to expose someone to the various facets of your life, only you will fully experience the life you live. On that vein, expecting someone else to fully understand you is ludicrous.
But there is also great joy in knowing that you are your own. Joy in the sense that you have complete independence. You are the owner, the driver, and the purveyor of your own happiness. Hold this with a sense of pride.
Art is not meant to be filtered, unless you’re editing.
However, many people don’t get that far.
Their inner critic hinders their creativity so they don’t create at all.
When I create, I think of a quote by Ernest Hemingway.
Write drunk. Edit sober.
Tapping into your creativity is you allowing yourself to be a child again, allow yourself to play and throw colors on the canvas. Children often don’t have a filter. They are simply free to be.
Allow yourself to be that child. Worry about filtering when it’s time to clean and polish.
To live at the mercy of notifications.
Unplug and be free.
Your job is to fix yourself, to create yourself, to craft yourself into the best version of yourself. It’s not your job to fix other people, especially if they do not want to be “fixed”.
Anxiety is a natural part of life. It is a frequent feeling that occurs when fear creeps into our minds. Whether that fear is rational or not is insignificant to the imminent terror that fills our bodies with tense muscles and haunting thoughts.
Our reactions toward this overwhelming feeling is the key to success as you cannot escape its omnipresence. It’s imperative to have a system in place, so you can mitigate the risks and salvage your sanity when complications arise.
When anxiety fills my mind, I write. I write to capture my ricocheting thoughts onto a page where I can decipher them into a practical solution. I make checklists. I create plans in my head and do what I can the night before the event. There were recent situations when these tactics did not help soothe my mind, so I turned to regularly calling my friend Wally to sort things out (as they say, “good friends are cheaper than a therapist”).
How do you deal with anxiety? Do you talk to others? Do you create a check-list? Do you indulge in your vices? Does your system work? If not, how can you tweak your system so minimizes your anxiousness when your emotions take over?