This is the one thing I had on my 2025 vision board that I have yet to complete.
Making my writing public.
I have turned to writing since I could conceptualise a thought into a readable sentence. It is the one constant I've had my entire life. It's been a safe space to express. To justify. And to understand.
Earlier this year, when I put the image of a typewriter on my vision board, it represented being more intentional with my writing. To allow myself to write beyond just my journal or the inner thoughts that keep me up past my bedtime. The freedom to write poems, stories, love letters beyond romance, to use technology to type my thoughts anywhere, anytime, and the courage to post something to the world.
Not because I hope to one day make this my profession, but to prove something that has been so deeply ingrained into my being, wrong.
"Average isnt good enough."
For as long as I can remember, these four words have dictated my life. A disease that has disabled me from enjoying what does not serve a commercial purpose. When I played sport I had to strive to make the Olympic team and win every game. Otherwise, why bother? The plague that has infected every joyous but unproductive hobby. I couldnt enjoy baking; I had to want to be a world-renowned chef. Chase the highest form of industry recognition. There's no pride in a participation award.
As I have grown older, I've realised the person who infected me with these words did so unknowingly. They too, had been infected at a young age. They thought they were motivating me to want greatness because they saw fault in being average.
Today, I find more peace and comfort in embracing the moment, rather than always chasing more external success and recognition. But it's only because I realised I was sick, and I started treatment. Unfortunately, some symptoms persist.
So with just under 24 hours until the end of the year. I am publishing my work. My average writing. Without spending hours finding ways I could perfect this. Making it longer, more concise, better vocabulary, grammar, structure, the lot. Because of all the things I have done this year, nothing has scared me more than to be okay being average at something I truly enjoy.