I had a realization today, one that almost crushed me. I've realized that there is no such thing as "extraordinary" at least when it comes down to people. I've realized that after you strip away everything that makes a person "unique" you are left with the same fundamentals as every one else. So what we simply see as extraordinary (especially when speaking about talents) is modified ordinary. Modified by practice, interests, surroundings, people, you name it and it modifies your ordinary. And the reason why it almost crushes me is because I've realized that my idols and my hero's are just like me, they are in fact just people, who never truely rose above expectations. And if they can't be better than the rest of us, it they can't truely over achieve, well than my greatest fear has already come true. I am simply just adequate, and nothing more.
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The Introvert
Non-FictionDo you like deeply insightful thoughts and feelings about anxiety and depression?If so go somewhere else, this is not for you. But do you enjoy the pretentious ramblings of an anxiety ridden weirdo?? Then welcome!! This is just a jurnal. Online. For...
