Finding my forte.
Or building a new one, for my already discovered merits apparently, can be quite ubiquitously found in any average teenager’s bucket of interests, and that lack of uniqueness sure saddens me but my yearn to change this very fact allows me to reward myself some superiority points in this quest for finding my niche.
I also blame the mound of possibilities and talents I’ve been exposed to, courtesy the internet for shaping my opinion on the matter in a way that this urge to stand out feels more like a necessity than just an attribute in one’s personality that by definition should be different for different people.
As I keep ruminating on the topic, it becomes more and more difficult to find a precise answer, a one sentence solution for it.
My strength is not something specific, it is a mix of things I believe I’m fairly good at and the things I want to be good at.
But, at the same time it is not something confined to certain things I already enjoy doing, it is my attitude to experiment with more and more every passing day.
To clear the pile of confusion these previous sentences have been creating, my strength, I can say lies in my aspiration to constantly change my strengths and find newer ones.
As I write this, I feel every sentence I’m crafting is no short of a betrayal to what I want to express, yet it didn’t stop me.
Maybe that, for now is my forte! I’ve been finding my niche in these tiniest possible things that take up bulk of the space in my eclectic mix of strengths, as ironic as it might sound, eclectic ‘mix of my forte’.