What Writing Is Teaching Me About Not Needing Closure for Every Thought?

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An ending isn’t a necessity, but enhancement certainly is. I recognise imperfect thoughts as my incomplete learnings, which will help me evolve later. The process I don't know, but I know where to stop to improve. Every thought, view, and opinion doesn't need closure; they could enhance anytime, anywhere. I feel happy when a story is incomplete. It makes me more curious to explore every possible outcome for it. Every possibility enlightens me with much more interesting views. Neither does it end, nor does it let knowledge end. On this journey, I started writing with small efforts to express. As I continued, those efforts got a direction, which later joined my discipline, belief, and confidence. That non-closure continuation helped me reduce my hesitation to express. At the end of every blog, I ask myself a question for improvement. It's not a closure but an entrance for enhancement. Messy thoughts help me to know each and every perspective of my experiences. It ...

What Writing Is Teaching Me About the Way I Talk to Myself?

Challenges over silence; asking not only introduces questions, but also gives a path to answers. A voice with thoughts that may be correct or incorrect couldn't be identified without expressing them. Talking to myself turned out to be the reason for my learnings. Had I not talked, nor shared my experiences, I wouldn't have felt this journey.

Self-talk isn't pity, but it takes us to a pit of knowledge; the brain. A pit filled with much more than expected and unexpected tales. It sometimes feels like a podcast with myself, a bit of curiosity not letting the brain think beyond the topic.

Talking to others and getting feedback could only make me learn my mistakes. But when I talk to myself, I learn the process to improve. It might feel like an easy task, but it is the most difficult one. True opinions have layers of lies over them, hiding in any corner of the brain. Being too soft with myself hides the truth I need to face.

An incident that taught me the importance of self-talk happened a few days ago. The day when I was completely blank, my brain wasn't processing any ideas to be expressed. I took a break for a few minutes and asked myself about the problem. For some time I was silent, but my brain was giving stupid ideas to leave writing that day's blog.

A voice of silence became an answer within chaos, and I found that day's thoughts. It was about the blankness that was making me silent—a story of creative exhaustion. That day, a gap between me and myself got a bridge.

Writing has given me a newer version to see everything from different glances. Every glance is a tale within myself, and it could only be found when I ask myself loudly. That loud voice uncovers lies from my opinions.

Self-talk is a luxury held by everyone, used by few. It changed my perspective and could change yours too.

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