By this I mean having these predispositions towards certain things that can’t be explained by the immediate surroundings.
Like I’m always wanting to try new stuff but my family and peers aren’t
By this I mean having these predispositions towards certain things that can’t be explained by the immediate surroundings.
Like I’m always wanting to try new stuff but my family and peers aren’t
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I’m not entirely sure if this is what you’re talking about, but I’m wired to create. Drawing, sewing, writing, toy customization, clay sculptures, anything where your hands and brain are responsible, one way or another, for making something new.
Unfortunately I am also really fucking bad at creating lol. I study and practice and agonize and practice some more, genuinely filling all my free time with frustration or even rage and coming out the other side with… nothing. Once in a blue moon I’ll make something I’m proud of, but it’s such a short lived joy you’d have to be insane to count the tiny excitement as worth the time and agony.
Despite all this, I have like, Stockholm Syndrome with art. I have an inherent need to create. Every time I rage quit (and it’s a lot) I always come crawling back to try making something new. I’m wired to be an artist for some reason, whether I like it or not.