The bad news is you have self-doubt. The good news is…that’s what it takes.
Every year, April never seems to slow down. It’s unrelenting, unforgiving, and yet still so rewarding.
I doubted myself. As an artist, as a teacher, as a human being. Over and over and over again. But it strangely kept me going. It always does. And, in the end, it was worth it.
The anxiety will never go away, I know that. I also know I need to understand it and manage it somehow. I need to keep questioning myself in order to keep moving forward. I need to keep creating to understand myself.
So it starts with taking a break. It starts with reading more. It starts with spending time in my studio. It starts in the daylight. It starts by listening to the silence.
Because that’s where I can take a deep breath, and remember who I am.
