We're all just trying to make it. (Part 1/2)
When you finally make it to the top of the mountain you've been climbing, you can't help but ask yourself, "what's next?"
That's where I'm at.
Furthermore, what you see once you reach the peak isn't always what you were hoping for or what you were expecting.
That's also where I'm at.
The truth is, we're all our own worst critics, and we're all just trying to make it, one day at a time.
One foot in front of the other. One exhale behind a sharp inhale.
One of my goals as a creator and as a writer is to always be honest with myself and with those who follow my journey, and that's what this post is. The truth is that this process is freaking hard. Being an artist is living within an eternal paradox where you feel like you're not allowed to complain because you're chasing something you love, but the thing you love just donkey-kicked you in the smile painted on your face. Sorry if that's dark, but it's honest.
I am so excited for the future, but I am emotionally taxed. I am so grateful for the supportive people in my life, but now I want to hide in my apartment by myself to recover. I want to move forward full-stop, but I need to take a beat.
We're all just trying to make it, one day at a time.