What Is ‘Enough’ For Me?
Most of the time, I’m tired. I’m worn out. I don’t always feel at ease. I feel confused and at times, directionless. I can’t remember the last time I allowed myself to be completely still — body, mind, and soul.
I’m still clenching tightly to fear and uncertainty of the future. I’m still running around in circles, chasing after things that people thought I couldn’t have and not liking myself for it.
I’m tired of living in panic mode. I’m tired of berating myself and saying I’m not good enough. I’m tired of feeling inferior to those who seem to have already attained everything that everybody envies, everything they’ve always wanted in such a short amount of time — a lucrative source of passive income, unparalleled creativity, and intelligence that’s almost at a supernatural level, which couldn’t have been attained with experience or intense studying.
But as the days go by, the more I realize that I haven’t defined what my personal “good enough” is.
I’ve avoided it for so long because I’m afraid that defining what’s good enough for me will keep me stagnant or make me complacent in shooting too low. I don’t get much done (compared to other people), even when I know I’m just a beginner and other people are experts at what they’re insanely talented at. I hate being…
