I was not the most imaginative kid. I played with a few dolls as a little girl, but I never had an imaginary friend or pretended I had food to share with grown-ups like my cute niece does. When I hit puberty, though, I began to find that I had a desire to create. I've been painting, baking, cooking (yes, there's a difference), sewing, decorating, etc. ever since. At least it is a more healthy alternative to being on Facebook or Netflix all day.
My current hobbies include pastry making, painting simple wall art, and sewing skirts. I don't exactly know where these ideas for new creations/hobbies come from, but I recognize them often and try to act on them, otherwise I begin feeling like I am not doing much with my life. (I guess you could say this blog is also one of my current hobbies, too.)
Doing all of these random things has helped me a lot with my depression. When I am creating something, I feel like I am giving life to a feeling or some thoughts I am having. It is an emotional outlet. The only problem is that sometimes I feel like I put too much into it. My perfectionism comes out as I want to create something that illustrates exactly how I'm feeling or what I'm thinking. Consequently I then become frustrated when I find I am not as skilled as my imagination at making that perfect 3 tiered, buttercream flower covered, smoothly frosted cake I had seen in my head. It is at that point I need to take a step back and realize things don't need to be perfect. The important thing is that I am letting out emotions that need to leave my mind for a time.
Today, I will challenge myself to work on my current painting (an image of Jesus Christ's hand reaching out) and post pictures of my progress. I believe that seeing continual images of my progress on a project will benefit my feelings towards my efforts.
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