We’re one week into the new year, and I’ve realized something. Over the last year, I actually lost a bit of myself trying to find myself and find inspiration. I started blogging because I wanted to share the things that inspired me to be creative and grow as a person, but somehow I lost sight of that creativity.

I used to draw. Now I rarely pick up a pencil.

Poetry used to be my lifeline. But now I feel like something’s cutting off the flow of my words.

I used to read more.

Sing more.

Dance more.

Spend more time learning music.

Creativity has always been a part of my daily life. In fact, that’s part of the reason I love my husband. He’s also a creative soul. His dream is to become a successful comic book artist. But ironically, while he’s been delving deeper into his creative side, I struggled at surface level. My first loves became an afterthought. Meanwhile, I became obsessed with trying to look perfect (impossible), keep the perfect house (impossible), and be the perfect blogger (impossible).

I spent too much time comparing myself to others when I should have stayed true to my creative self and realized I can’t be perfect.

And that’s a mistake I hope I’ll never make again.

“We all need to have a creative outlet – a window, a space – so we don’t lose track of ourselves.” – Norman Fischer

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