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“It doesn’t have to be like this… “

All you need to do is keep talking.

Silence is deafening. Not for the listener but for the speaker. It’s their own silence that can be the most crippling strike to their inner being. Introversion is not a bad thing at all, mind you. In fact, being an introverted lad myself, I think that having such a potent sense of introspection is grand for those of us who are artistically or even philosophically minded. It’s just that sometimes there comes the horrible time where words and ideas start to flood your thought box, piercing the veil of inactivity and indifference and completely saturating the inner sanctum of your mind.

Problem is, you can’t seem to speak.

Sometimes it can all come down to fear. Being afraid of what others may think of your ideas or how they may interpret your words. A fear of saying the wrong thing perhaps, or even being incorrect in general. Something so subjective and yet your inner self treats it as if it’s a ‘right or wrong’ scenario. Sometimes it can all come down to a very low opinion of one’s self, a one legged self esteem, like an opposing voice within your head that beats your initial spark of creativity until you loath it and disregard it altogether. This is especially bad for the perfectionists and artists among us, never seeming to be content with out own cognitions and final products.

It doesn’t have to be this way.

Little do some of us know that this particularly icky habit of beating ourselves up over supposedly stupid ideas can absolutely destroy our sense of pride. Before you know it, creativity won’t come to you because you would’ve crushed it down and tossed it away before it even had a chance to develop. Your silence will paint you as too timid to take any form of action amongst your peers and this horrible fate will eventually begin to drown you. You’ll have things to say, but they’ll never come out. And this will haunt you. Suffocate you.

It may seem difficult. It may seem daunting. Even if you were to practice with someone (it sounds lame, but trust me: It’s a big help) and then eventually with a larger and larger group, you’ll find yourself participating in class discussions in no time without fear of being judged, of sounding stupid or having nothing of worth to offer. It really doesn’t have to be like this.

All we need to do is keep talking. 



"And so, let my heart be hardened." This blog was all but abandoned, gathering digital cobwebs and whatnot, before I checked back in after the pitter-pattering of cyberrain. Or were they emails? Let this place be a beacon for my mind during my few sleepless nights.

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