Fear of losing momentum had been a line between showing up or not. Thinking of slowing down in the initial days had been a sort of fear that haunted me every time. Whenever I took more time publishing blogs, a question of losing momentum always bounced to the surface of my thinking. But I never allowed that question to become the hurdle between expression of thoughts.
Once started, I never looked back and maintained a streak of determination. A firm decision to express learnings and experiences had given stability to that streak. Whenever a question of fading out comes, I get terrified for the streak. I had come to the hundredth day by adding up one learning at a time. The thought of breaking that stirred up my creativity to continue further.
I remember a few days back, it was more than three hours and I did not even write a word. I was completely blank with my thoughts, with the fear of missing the day’s streak. The thoughts of breaking the momentum started reflecting in my mind, and I ended up writing a confusing blog with my words. I deleted that and took some break. I preferred calmness over chaos and rewrote and published the blog, much better than the previous one.
Pressure is something that I want, but within limits. Overpressure affects every curiosity of the brain. I want that much limited amount that could maintain the streak of expressing to continue further and further. No matter what the situation comes, the brain should be forced to show up every single day.
I didn't expect that maintaining momentum would be more difficult than writing thoughts out. I had experienced over time how significant it is to rectify each of my mistakes. I make mistakes and reread to improve, and if a day skips, I may end up publishing a blog with a single mistake twice. Therefore, a regular push was never an option for me from the first day, but a necessity indeed.
Trusting the process of pushing had always given me strength in the chase of growth and becoming better day by day. However, I fear losing momentum, but writing has given me the courage to restart from where I lose the push to improve consistently.
Writing had taught me the significance of consistency and growth in my life. A streak proved I showed up, but growth proves it was worth it.
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