I have been suffering from perfectionism since I was a teenager. The fear of doing something wrong or something less than the perfect image I had in my mind, made me feel stuck and unmotivated. I have been constantly comparing myself and my work to the point of mental exhaustion.
The last days of 2025 I felt the need to draw, so strong, that quiting perfectionism became unavoidable and, surprisingly, effortless. I just sat in front of my sketchbook and closed my laptop and my phone. I had no idea what I would draw and no reference image. I just made a promise to myself that no matter what, I wouldn't open my phone or my laptop.
What I expected was to connect with my imagination and find my inspiration again. I wanted to teach myself to draw without any expectation. Just for fun. I wanted to remember that drawing was my nature.
