Why I Started Blogging: Hacking My Own Perfectionism
I used to be terribly intimated by the idea of writing and showing other people my work. As a matter of fact, I still am. Blogging was an idea I’ve mulled over for many years, one that I had practised in private but never managed to get past even my closest friends.
“What if nobody wants to read it, and it makes me look silly? What if I didn’t like my own writing?”
No, I did not toss out my vanity overnight. So why did I suddenly jump on the bandwagon?
I decided that trying to be perfect all the time would not get me anywhere because, frankly, I was going nowhere. We only get better at the things we do if we practise them often enough. And as much as I love exploring new things and sharing the occasional content on social media, I wanted to document more in-depth content beyond punny captions and colourful aesthetics.
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
2020 has been a rollercoaster ride, to say the least. It was unorthodox, but it did make me focus on things I could control and figure out what I wanted to do with my life. It’s still a work-in-progress, but I want to share my journey and experience. The chapters and stories that fall prey to the hustle and bustle of life—I want to pen them down and hold on to them.
There is something about being raw, honest and vulnerable that will always call out to me, and this is my attempt to channel pent up energy into documenting something positive. If you see something you like, great; if you don’t, it’s also fine.
But hopefully, some of my small thoughts will resonate with you and spark joy in your day. Because beautiful things deserve to be shared.
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