Okay so I’ve been having a little bit of writer’s block. I’ve been so busy with so many projects that sometimes I just sit there ready to write from having a ginormous spurt of inspiration and it just disappears because my mind goes onto something else I need to be doing.
This is the phenomenon that we will be exploring today. It’s called Taking On Too Much. This may seem like a not-so-creative term for the concept, but it just goes to prove what I’m talking about re: my writer’s block.
Since this blog is supposed to be therapy for me, I decided to try and use it for that and perhaps it will help! On television, therapy is usually when someone pays a lot of money to talk about their own stuff and figure things out all by themselves with the occasional breakdown. So here goes. I won’t be paying you lots of money, but I hope you have your tissue box and your armchair ready, because I’m lying on a couch and about to unleash. (It’s a figurative couch. I already said I’m busy, I clearly don’t have time to be lying on a couch.)
My whole life I’ve been the kind of person to get super excited about something and go crazy… and then something else and go crazy even more, and on and on. I would copy and paste that repeatedly, but I’m sure you get the idea. (See, I think you’re a smartypants. Feel special!)
In elementary school the idea came from somewhere to start a school-wide advice column called Advice Device. Pretty sure it wasn’t my idea, but I like to take the credit, because I took it and ran with it, and then implemented it in every school I went to after that (4, in case you were wondering). That was the time I learned that I enjoyed Doing Things, and I haven’t stopped keeping busy since.
More recently, and mainly because school was getting boring and LONG (I am an instant-gratification-desiring type of person), I decided I should start a business. Mainly to be able to say that I have my own business. And then I got funding. And I realised it was actually something I liked doing. So I started another one. And then got involved in a few more. So now I am a serial entrepreneur. That doesn’t necessarily mean I’m super successful (yet) but I will be Very Soon. (I am sure of this because I am working so hard I haven’t posted in a week on something I’ve discovered I love! Also I’m an optimist.)
A friend suggested that I probably suffer from depression or something and am scared to be left alone with my thoughts. But then he took it back because he knows I’m a really happy person. (And then he said I was too happy. And that it’s probably some other mental disorder. I do have ADHD!)
I know I often take on too much. But I don’t think it’s a bad thing. I learn lots! Especially time management. Kinda. The hugest plus for me is that I get to learn so much about so many things, and about myself. I love when I can take something, ingest it, and regurgitate it with my own juices and leave people impressed. (That’s not something that happens often with regurgitation! Like the couch, this regurgitation is also figurative. I take no blame for you imagining it.)
I look kind of young and that, combined with my (occasionally noticeable) hyperness and the fact that I am a female, often leaves people I meet in professional situations for the first time doubtful of my abilities. Especially with old grey-hair-having businessmen. (The older version of the common businessman tends to be a know-it-all.) All the things I learn from sticking myself in all these different situations and doing a whole bunch of different things allow me to often shove their doubts back in their faces, but in a nice way. It’s wicked.
Well, there we go. Just letting things flow ended up in a post! Thanks for listening.