Hobbies are supposed to be the thing that saves us, right? It’s our the escape from the grind, the thing we turn to when the world feels heavy. So why does it sometimes feel like the thing we love starts to weigh us down?
Maybe you’ve felt it too. You start a hobby because it feels fun, effortless even. Painting, writing, baking, gaming, whatever it is, it brings you joy. But then things change and something so pure, a passion, becomes a poison!
How does this happen?
Passion converts into pressure when we start attaching expectations to it. It’s no longer about doing something we enjoy but about how good we are at it, how productive it makes us feel, or how others perceive it. A hobby stops being a place of comfort when we invite comparison, validation, or perfection into the mix.
When did hobbies stop being just hobbies?
Is it possible to love something too much? To squeeze the life out of it by trying to make it perfect, meaningful, or worth the time? Or is it us, have we forgotten how to just do without needing a purpose?
What does it mean to have a passion if it no longer feels like freedom?
I wish I had the answers. I wish I could tell you where the line is, how to balance joy with effort, or when to let go. But honestly, I’m still asking myself the same questions.
So, I leave this with you:
Is it the hobby that changes, or do we change it? And more importantly, is there a way back?
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