Unsure and Useless
Drifting Aimlessly without Roots
- Feb 7, 2023
- 254
Lately, I've lost interest in all my hobbies, so I decided to take up a new one: knitting.
Ideally, I would slowly learn to knit and thus have another outlet for my anxiety as well as spice up my life in order to regain my interest in my old hobbies, but it didn't really pan out that way.
I know that I struggle with perfectionism. However, it really hit hard while knitting. My stitches had odd gaps in some areas for reasons I don't know; some areas were tighter, others were looser; and transferring the final stitch often resulting in an extremely large loop that I had no idea how to fix.
Initially, it started with the basic "I suck at this, I should just stop," which I ignored since "practice makes perfect" and all that. Then, with each mistake, I started getting sweatier, and my hands started shaking more. Eventually, it got to the point where my heart started to race, and my eyes watered.
Even now, after setting aside the yarn and needles, I still feel dread and anxiety.
I want to pick the needles back up again, but I feel like if I do, I might actually start crying.
It sounds so childish to have the equivalent of a tantrum at not being good at something, and I really can't say that it isn't. If I had forced myself to continue knitting, and had abandoned any semblance of dignity, I would've probably thrown the yarn across the room and sobbed.
It sucks ass dealing with perfectionism. You can't get a new hobby without having a mini anxiety attack, nor can you do anything new. Eventually, you're stuck in between the fate of stagnation and the fate of failure.
It's getting to the point where I believe that I can't try anything new unless I'm on something. (I haven't tested this, though.) Otherwise, I'll push myself into an anxiety induced panic.
In conclusion, I'm not going to pursue knitting for a while. I don't know what I'm going to do in the meantime, but I know for sure it's not knitting.
Ideally, I would slowly learn to knit and thus have another outlet for my anxiety as well as spice up my life in order to regain my interest in my old hobbies, but it didn't really pan out that way.
I know that I struggle with perfectionism. However, it really hit hard while knitting. My stitches had odd gaps in some areas for reasons I don't know; some areas were tighter, others were looser; and transferring the final stitch often resulting in an extremely large loop that I had no idea how to fix.
Initially, it started with the basic "I suck at this, I should just stop," which I ignored since "practice makes perfect" and all that. Then, with each mistake, I started getting sweatier, and my hands started shaking more. Eventually, it got to the point where my heart started to race, and my eyes watered.
Even now, after setting aside the yarn and needles, I still feel dread and anxiety.
I want to pick the needles back up again, but I feel like if I do, I might actually start crying.
It sounds so childish to have the equivalent of a tantrum at not being good at something, and I really can't say that it isn't. If I had forced myself to continue knitting, and had abandoned any semblance of dignity, I would've probably thrown the yarn across the room and sobbed.
It sucks ass dealing with perfectionism. You can't get a new hobby without having a mini anxiety attack, nor can you do anything new. Eventually, you're stuck in between the fate of stagnation and the fate of failure.
It's getting to the point where I believe that I can't try anything new unless I'm on something. (I haven't tested this, though.) Otherwise, I'll push myself into an anxiety induced panic.
In conclusion, I'm not going to pursue knitting for a while. I don't know what I'm going to do in the meantime, but I know for sure it's not knitting.