Perfectionism is still holding me back, even though when I (re)started I promised myself I would keep it simple. The blog/website/whatever, that is. I wouldn’t overthink the aesthetics of it, because writing is the goal. Yet here we are, once again several months later, with countless website pages in my drafts and 0 posts. I’m overcomplicating when in reality it is so simple. Just. Write.
I do understand why I’m doing it. Nitpicking on the minor details is far more within my comfortzone than writing is. As long as I continue to hide behind the excuse of the website not being as I want it yet, no one will have opinions for there is nothing to have an opinion on. Writing is putting myself out there. Writing is sharing a piece of myself that is vulnerable. Which is also precisely why I want to doing exactly that.
As I am writing this, I am overthinking about the fact that I am writing about how difficult writing is, and how non-relevant this post will be. Is this what I would like to be putting out in the world? Not exactly, no. Is this what my hands are typing at the moment and is it better than not writing at all? Yes.
Overcoming overthinking requires breaking the overthinking cycle. Following the cliché of ‘Just do it’, or divert entirely. Because overthinking definitely will never allow me to publishing my words, just doing will.
“It is easier to consume what everyone else is making, then attempting to close that gap [between imagination and creation] yourself”
Ottilie
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