Reminder: You don’t need to be good at something to enjoy it.

You don’t need a good voice in order to sing your heart out.

You don’t need to paint intricate landscapes to enjoy painting.

You don’t need to run a 6 minute mile to enjoy running.

You don’t need to cook elaborate dinners every night in order to enjoy cooking.

You don’t owe anyone talent. You don’t owe anyone an explanation of why you enjoy anything. You don’t owe anyone proof that you enjoy something. 

never let someone make you feel bad for wanting to learn something because of a form of media you like! 


you want to learn piano so you can play ‘his theme’ from undertale? 

GO FOR IT!


you want to learn to swim because of free! Iwatobi swim club? 

GO FOR IT!


you want to learn to knit so you can make sweaters like mabel from gravity falls? 

GO FOR IT!


you want to learn how to garden so you can be like jade from homestuck?

GO FOR IT!


you want to learn how to write books  so you can inspire others like your favorite author inspired you?

GO FOR IT!


you want to learn how to draw so you can inspire others like your favorite artist inspired you?

GO FOR IT!


you want to learn how to make games so you can inspire others like your favorite producer inspired you?

GO FOR IT!


you want to learn this activity because something that makes you happy relates to it? 

Originally posted by dadgan

DON’T LET OTHER PEOPLE ROB YOU OF SOMETHING THAT MIGHT MAKE YOU HAPPY! 

(feel free to reblog and add something that inspired you to do a thing!)

am I the only one who can’t seem to keep any hobbies because if I’m not “the best” at whatever it is I become obsessed with, then I just give up and find some other new hobby. Like, I’ll think me becoming a pro at whatever hobby is impossible/unattainable or I just want to be good at it NOW without putting in the effort to learn. I just want to finally be good at something!

When I was in fourth grade, I wanted to read Harry Potter. Someone in my class told me I couldn’t because it wasn’t in my level and I wouldn’t understand it. I read Harry Potter just to spite him. I’ve reread it a million times, it’s one of my favourites. I realised after reread and reread that I didn’t understand it in fourth grade.

When I was in sixth grade, I wanted to read the classics. I read the Bell Jar, Red Badge of Courage, Shakespeare, and as many as I could find. I couldn’t tell you what they said. But I looked like I could read at a higher level than I could. I read the same books and plays in high school. They made sense, I enjoyed them, I read them not to prove something but because I wanted to.

When I was in eighth grade, I only read murder mysteries and criminal books. That’s what more advanced readers read. I wanted to prove that I could read as well as someone twice, three times my age. I enjoyed them, but it was because I was proving something.

When I was in college I reread the series of unfortunate events. I loved every single book, every single line. I’d forgotten what it was like to read a book because I wanted to. I read young adult novels more than anything because I like them. I don’t care that they’re below my level, that they’re ‘too’ young for me. I don’t care that people see me reading them.

I realised something. I was taught to read because I needed to. Intelligent people read, that’s how people become smart. Reading isn’t a waste of time like television. I wasn’t taught to love to read. No one is. I found a love of reading by giving up the idea that people gave a shit if I read or not. I enjoy it more than I should. I realised that instead of instilling the idea of doing something because it’s expected or because someone should do something, instill the idea of doing something because you want to. Instill the idea that happiness comes from what we choose, not what others have chosen for us.

I realised that when I’m happiest, when I have the most joy, it’s when I do something for me. It’s when there are no expectations, no drive to prove someone wrong. I realised that my happiest when all inhibitions and perceptions are gone. Maybe that’s how we should enjoy our hobbies.

—  KJS // Advice for someone hiding themselves