Last year I fell in a pretty big slump that I was not sure I could get out of. I felt depressed, lonely and unsure. I put a lot of efforts into my sport and school. I spent most of my time only doing that and managing my relationships so that they were functional. Then one of my friends asked me to come over to paint. This seems like a simple request, but I was slightly shocked. Paint? Why would I paint, I am not good at that? I have not painted since high school art, and I was terrible. When I tried to explain this to them, their reply was, “You don’t have to be good at everything.” What a concept.
So I painted, I picked up my pencil more and wrote, I baked and bought new cookbooks. I sang and danced even though I have no rhythm. I started doing all the things I was bad at, or just not in my normal arsenal of activities. The most important part was that I was not doing them to get better at them, and I was not practicing. I was simply doing with no end goal in mind. And somehow, my slump passed. Days did not feel as hard and there was not as much pressure to be perfect in all aspects. I started having fun with my life again. I propose everyone starts to do more things they are bad at, and see how much better you get at everything else.