Anonymous asked: I wish I was like you. I wish I looked like you, I wish I could write like you, and I wish I could be like you. My life is dull and meaningless. I am not artistic, athletic, or even smart. I have nothing going for me. I wish I could be someone like you so I could at least excel in something. Something beautiful like your writing.
aw come on, man. why would you want to be me? you’re already like, the best most qualified person on the PLANET when it comes to being you.
we all get numb, and sad, and unmotivated, and weighed down by this weird and overwhelming existentialism. that doesn’t mean you can’t be happy. if you want to write then write, and if you want to play a sport then play it. have fun, do it because you love doing it. over time, if you’re dedicated enough, you’ll get better at it. right now you’re focusing too much on comparing yourself to other people and that’s part of the reason you’re unsatisfied.
one of the most amazing things about life is that each and every one of us is experiencing it both collectively and as individuals. you’re always going to be the main character in your own story, don’t trick yourself into thinking you’re just a stand-in in someone elses.
i’m glad you think i’m a talented writer, or that you like my art at all, but please keep in mind that i’ve been doing this shit since high school and it came with countless hours of frustration and unsatisfaction. nobody wakes up good at something. having a knack for something is often nothing more than loving it enough to keep trying after others throw in the towel. if you don’t love writing enough to do that then try your hand at something else. there’s an endless amount of ways to express yourself.