Did you know I can knit?
I can’t. I mean I know how, but I have been working on the same blanket for the past three years. Impressive, I know, what some people can accomplish in days, I have not nearly achieved.
I have about 6 inches in length of blanket knitted.
To be fair, I have had to start over 3 times. 2 times at my own fault, once I had a giant hole, once it fell off of the needle because I wasn’t careful and I lost all the loops that the needles go through. The time that it wasn’t my fault, my mother in law’s dog went into my room and tore it through the house, out the dog door, and through the mud.
I refuse to give up on it now. It’s more of a pride thing than anything. I’m cool with the fact that other people could whip this out in a night while binging their favorite show.
I do it when I can’t handle my anxiety. When I need to move but can’t focus enough to do anything worthwhile.
This post has no point other than to say don’t give up, even if someone is better than you at something.
I’m sorry and you’re welcome.