Usually our stories are a work-in-progress. Your memoir drafts lying in some remote corners of your computers or minds could be stuck, not-moving forward, not filling more pages because something is yet to be achieved, there’s someone you are yet to become.
Until then your story doesn’t seem like a story. You feel like a nobody to give your life a perspective just yet.
You can’t see it without any idea of the final picture like in autobiographies. I mean, what have you even done to talk to someone about experiences, right?
I know this feeling a little too well.
You want to voice out but what exactly? Would you believe me if I say it doesn’t matter what.
I write this knowing that when this post goes up, only I’ll be waiting to check how the final result looks and this isn’t the first time I've done that. On some days I just want to share and leave and on most others it is hard to even do that.
But here’s what I understand. Showing up with your work is all that matters.
Talk about your story, your life, your experiences, your thoughts and opinions in any crappy way you can right now but start somewhere. Keep talking, writing, sharing even your varied and somewhat dumb perspectives too until one day you find the right one that sits with you. You finally won’t be unsure anymore.
But to get there takes a process and a promise to deliver with whatever your capacity is at a given moment. I don’t promise you acceptance from outside but I can say you may find it within yourself eventually as you keep doing it for yourself and no one else.
So whatever you are, a work-in-progress is who they really need to hear from- someone who is trying to figure out life and everything that comes with it as they go along.
It has so much more power than you can now see.
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