Unveiling My Creative Odyssey: From Self-Doubt to Self-Discovery

Recently, someone inquired about my origins, not just the geographical birthplace, but the essence of who I am and the journey that sculpted me.

As I began to share, even I was taken aback by the response that flowed.

The subsequent monologue isn’t a verbatim account, but it captures the essence of what I conveyed:

“I am a creation born from the realms of fantasy, I know, it might sound unconventional. I reside in a universe that only a few dare to fathom.”

My beliefs find their dwelling in a select few corners of the world. In my understanding, the wealth of knowledge within me is the only belief I require.

Creation has always been a steadfast anchor in my life. Yet, for the longest time, I grappled with it, feeling that my creations lacked depth. Unbeknownst to me, the void was rooted in my own self-worth.

I used to hold the notion that if someone else could do it, they’d do it better — even in my own projects. Instead of confidence, I nurtured my own shortcomings and even found solace in my own self-inflicted suffering. I turned away from what truly ignited my passion, from what I genuinely fell in love with.

I allowed my inner shadows to govern my existence, sketching a self-portrait I projected onto the world. Unwittingly, this pattern would repeat throughout most of my life.

I recall the moment when I realized my heart, emotions, and feelings resided outside myself. I grappled with my difference, eventually giving up on deciphering it. I embraced the box, and within its confines, I found an illusion of safety.

After years of self-inflicted heartache, I stumbled upon a truth: the box was never safe. The intriguing part is that I constructed that box, and I willingly chose to remain inside it.

Within the web of my own falsehoods, I came to terms with the reality that it was me — all along — who curtailed my potential, who restrained myself from stepping outside the box.

So, in response to your question, I hail from a realm within myself where the world was a daunting place. A space where everything whispered for me to mute my voice and occupy as little space as possible. But one day, I stepped out of that box, and every day since, I’ve strived not to return. Now, I’ve learned to apprehend the familiar, for it’s often what we’re accustomed to that holds the most fear.

Self-discovery is a journey!