Life Lessons

I write. Therefore…

I am a writer.

Wow.

It feels exhilarating to even write that! 

I have been writing blog posts since February of this year, and yet it is only in the last few days that I feel able to say I am a writer. It was only a few months ago that I even identified the desire to be a writer ‘someday’. Well, why not today? 

I remember the first time I said out loud “I want to be a writer”, and being shocked that those words had come from my mouth. How dare I want that? How dare I think that I could even dream of becoming something so creative and artistic? How could I possibly think that I could aspire to a label without any proper training or qualifications? 

I studied law, but I did not become a lawyer. I now manage projects, therefore I am a project manager. But what if I am more than one thing? What if the thing that brings me alive is not the same thing that pays my bills and puts food on my table? And what if there was nothing holding me back but myself? 

I write. Therefore, I am a writer. 

If you were to label yourself by what brings you alive, rather than what pays your bills, what would you be? 

7 thoughts on “I write. Therefore…”

  1. I run. Therefore I am a runner.

    As someone who was a tubby child who hated anything sports related it felt strange when I started to run and even stranger when I started to define myself as a runner. I thought that once I’d done a 5k I’d feel like I was a real runner, but I still felt like a fraud. Similarly when I did a 10k race, a 10 mile race and a half marathon. It wasn’t until I’d completed a marathon and I STILL didn’t feel like I could call myself a proper runner that I realised that I’d been a runner all along and that it wouldn’t have mattered if I’d never entered a race, or run further than a mile. I run, I love running, I am a runner.

    I’ve now taken up yoga and I’m ready to say immediately-I am a yogi. I practice yoga, I love practicing yoga, I am a yogi.

    Thanks Siobhan!

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  2. Totally relate to this. Started blogging a few months ago, loving the writing and the networking, have also produced some merch. So I’m a writer and budding business woman. Wouldn’t have dreamed it !

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  3. And I am going to follow my real passion and be a chef! And one day I will write a book about my life 🙂 I certainly has not been easy but then again definitely not boring! Well done siobhan! xx Come visit me in Barcelona 🙂 xx

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  4. Hi Siobhan. Lovely thought provoking post. I often ponder on the need that we have to define ourselves. I’m not sure yet what I define myself as and I can certainly relate to the uneasy feeling of being a “fraud” in the attempt to find a definition of self. For me, the definition shifts almost as often as the day of the week. Perhaps some day, I will “grow up” and find the answer. Perhaps not though. Perhaps my challenge is to be comfortable with no definition or indeed with multiple definitions. My want to find a defining cause is possibly an outdated ideal, maybe I can learn to be happy with a changing feast of ideas about who I am and who I want to be. Thanks for post though and thanks to your audience for reminding me that it’s ok to be uncertain about our own definitions. 🙂 xx

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