Why Self-Awareness Leads to Overthinking (And Feels Like Pressure)

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Being self-aware is both a boon and a bane. It neither holds me back nor helps me grow faster. The more I know myself, the more my brain thinks. The self-aware spider makes a web of thoughts within the mind. Messy thoughts didn't just affect my words, they exhausted my energy, leaving me blank. Constantly thinking about improvement has become my pattern. Doing it continuously exposes my flaws and mistakes. And knowing the pattern makes it harder to ignore them. Whenever I think, my brain struggles between thoughts of flaws and improvement. Mental noise replaces clarity in this conflict. While writing blogs, clarity plays a significant role in giving words to the voice. But sometimes I fumble while writing words for my thoughts and learnings. I begin analysing in between more than expressing. I constantly look after the thoughts I write, ensuring they define my emotions and thoughts completely. Clarity struggles and turns into constant questioning. I remember a specific...

How Consistency Changed Me: Outgrowing the Person I Used to Be

I’ve left behind the version of me who lacked self-belief. That was me- someone who carried the dream of becoming better. I wrote my learnings and experiences of the journey but didn't share a bit about me, how I evolved as a person. With time, voice gave words to write, but it didn't remain constant; in fact, it improved a lot.

Despite distractions, the streak has been continuing on the roots of patience. The person who had started this writing journey wouldn't recognise me now. Writing reflected what was not letting me step forward to express my voice louder- a voice carrying belief, confidence, courage, patience, and much more.


Time changed, so did the fears and priorities. I remember an incident which made me see what I have become currently. I started writing with fear of judgement and hesitation. For some days, I became eager to share what I had in my library of learnings- my brain. A fear of not showing up consistently haunts me, making me maintain regularity no matter what.

From choosing the correct words for my emotions to trying to improve those words has been a fun journey. My mindset is clear: to add something every single day. Either it's flow or flaw, enhancement cannot be compromised as a choice. In fact, it's what has been developing my identity.

What once felt difficult now feels normal. Thinking about what to write and which one to write feels exciting. A joyous face always starts writing with hope- almost there. Once my excuses were exposed to me, I no longer define them as my obstacles. Delaying writing didn't affect me much because I believe completion matters in maintaining the streak.

The repeated loop of thoughts sometimes exhausts me with my thoughts. But growth didn't just improve me- it replaced blankness with curiosity. I didn’t just grow- I became someone new.

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