When you’re an artist, self promotion is on-going. People like personable people. They like people they can relate to and feel drawn to. They like people who are kind and even charming. They like people who are pleasant and engaging.
You were NOT created to FAIL.
I recently made a shocking discovery. I had been doing so much soul searching and I've taken so much time for self-discovery that I realized I had been suppressing some deep-rooted feelings. I had been making all kinds of excuses as to why something couldn’t happen instead of giving myself a chance to just LET IT HAPPEN.
I remember being younger and just knowing I was different. I remember sometimes comparing myself to other people and wondering why I couldn't find more common ground. At one point or another in life we all go through it. We look for comforting comparisons rather than embracing our own uniqueness.
I've always felt like such a late bloomer. Ever since I was a kid, I would observe my peers and my friends. I would see them excel at certain things I felt I was not able to easily get. I would see them getting those math problems, earning those awards, and nailing those grades. I would even see girls blooming into maturity, dating the cool guy, or just enjoying popularity. I realized I was definitely different and I learned at an early age to appreciate my individuality. Since "comparison is the thief of joy." I allowed myself to observe without envy. Also, my mother always made it clear that God gave me my own gifts and I would learn to appreciate them and utilize them as I got older and I believed her. This truth allowed me to start looking for my strengths early on so I could cultivate them.
Life is not always good but when it is, I want you to know it. I'm finally admitting it. I'm admitting that life is good and I'm not just saying it because it feels like that's what I should say...I REALLY MEAN IT. Life is good right now. I've let so much time go by worrying about what was missing or what I wanted more out of life. I've stressed over my direction and how the rest of my peers seemed more settled than I did in so many aspects of their lives. Comparison is the thief of joy. There are so many aspects of my own life I was overlooking that were keeping me from enjoying it, mainly myself.