I, honestly do not know where to put this article in, What category. I hope to God I put it somewhere, that makes sense. If not, well I hope you enjoy reading, what ever this is. Also, I hope we can discuss things, in the comments. If not, its fine too, I just really need to get this out. This, is something I can't really pull up during conversations with my friends. I can't really talk about it since putting it into words is hard, everything is. I've also just realized it today, after watching a movie. I'm rambling and I will stop now.
So, if it isn't obvious what movie I just watched, you have a problem. I'm kidding.
To give you context, this is a movie about Bernadette. She is an architect who stopped making, for she can't get over her own disappointment, for a project that didn't go according to plan. With that, she struggles to live life as "normal" people would do. I can't give the movie and book justice. If you have time, i definitely recommend you to watch the movie.
Anyways, after watching this movie. It made me feel so many things at once. Like, all through out, I was crying. I still have tear streaks coming down my face while I'm typing this. By the end of it, my heart felt so happy. I feel I finally have an answer to why, I've felt like this for so long. As an artist, though I don't really regard myself as one. I've stopped making things I was so passionate about. I've lost the passion and it drove me nuts. It still drives me nuts. In my case, it was lost because I didn't have a medium to create things. I've never realized that maybe because of losing the passion for something I was so passionate about. That I've become, somewhat of a menace to society. I've shut myself out and forced myself to believe that everything bad that's going on in my life, is because of society and not myself.
“Just because it's complicated, just because you think you can't ever know everything about another person, it doesn't mean you can't try.”— Maria Semple, Where'd You Go, Bernadette
Also, aside from the movie, opening my eyes and inspiring me to go back to what I love doing. Its such a funny film. Heartbreaking, but so humorous in a way. The part where Bernadette, played by Cate Blanchett, talks about her experiences moving into Seattle, broke me into pieces. Though it broke me, I still found it humorous because I can see myself in Bernadette. I quite love to laugh at myself so there's that explained. She's trying her best to hold herself up together by making jokes, and covering up her pain with humor. Though it's not ideal, it's the best way to cope with life constantly being a bitch.
“People like you must create. If you don't create, Bernadette, you will become a menace to society.”— Maria Semple, Where'd You Go, Bernadette
To all the artists, of any kind. Please keep creating. Sure, you can have days of total despair but please, for your sake and for others. Pick yourself up and start creating again. You are born to create things and when you don't, you lose your purpose. You will lose yourself in that process and then.you will go absolutely berserk.That's a triple threat right there. You absolutely need your passion to keep you going and to keep others going. With you art, you could help people find that spark to start a new project. You can be slight push and the only motivation to get them going.. With that, the cycle continues on and on. Don't let that cycle break. You are so important to it, so please keep making and please keep reminding yourself of your purpose.
When you can't anymore, take a break and give yourself time to breath. Then you stand right back up and make, create and live.