I almost didn’t post what I wrote yesterday, mostly because I was wondering if it was a post I was proud of.
Not in any sense like I almost missed the deadline, or that I didn’t know what to write, but I more thought that maybe this post about Arnold Schwarzenegger was unhealthy for me to have written. I don’t have the healthiest relationship with work, or goals, at least not sometimes, as I think I’ve stated. But I also don’t have a very healthy relationship with my work.
We’re told not to be prideful, not to brag or boast, or be arrogant. And yes, these traits are annoying in others, and lead to many failures personally. But pride in ourselves, in understanding who we are as people and our strengths, doesn’t have to mean arrogance, or boasting.
It can just be posting about an Austrian bodybuilder/actor/politician when you write something halfway decent, regardless of what your inner monologue says about how you’re “calling out” your audience too much. (“what were you doing at 20?” for reference, is a sentence that has been in my head for the last 24 hours, and not in a good way).
I’m writing this because it’s what I choose to do. I like it. I’m going to be proud of my work, as a whole, and remember that I’m writing this because sitting down at this keyboard makes me feel better, and let my posts be what they are. Sometimes, I might look back on the archive (sheesh, I hope I don’t somehow find time to do that anytime soon) and cringe at some- or all- of these. But I can be proud of them today.
Goal achieved.
Thanks for reading.