Really quick as I do a couple of other things, this month is cruel for creatives, I usually find. Even without the (gestures outside) there& #39;s a lot of self doubt, a lot of self loathing and a lot of suspicion you& #39;re wasting your time.
You& #39;re not. Promise.
Practice your art to get better. Practice your art to bring you joy. GIVE YOURSELF THAT JOY. I am INCONCEIVABLY FUCKING TERRIBLE at cutting myself some slack this month. Want to know how bad? & #39;Kay
Practice your art to get better. Practice your art to bring you joy. GIVE YOURSELF THAT JOY. I am INCONCEIVABLY FUCKING TERRIBLE at cutting myself some slack this month. Want to know how bad? & #39;Kay
I& #39;m streaming in 35 minutes, and have spent the day building most of a newsletter special edition, most of a newsletter, planning a blog post, setting up three podcast guest appearances and replying to emails.
That& #39;s maybe half the total slate right now and I& #39;m not saying that to be arrogant. I& #39;m saying it to say running headlong at work going & #39;YESSSSSSSSS!& #39; gets you exhausted, frightened and convinced you don& #39;t fit, don& #39;t work, aren& #39;t any good and are just pushing weight around
I am taking more breaks. I bounced off the outer edge of burnout last year and I will not go there again voluntarily. Neither will you.
So! What do we do?
So! What do we do?
Be honest. Be kind. Especially to yourself. Look at what you& #39;re doing and know No One Else Can Do This This Way. There are at least two jokes a week in TFL that are in there for no reason beyond them bringing me joy. Because in this god awful fucking year we ALL deserve some joy
TL:DR: Creatives, you may be feeling as shitty as I sometimes do this month. You& #39;re not. You are metal AF and you have got this. Now go drink some water.