Today I had a gig in a cafe. It’s one of my side hustles (?).
I remember when I first got on stage singing in 6th grade, all the classmates were all surprised and praising me, which make me think I must be good at it.
So I started to yearn for more of this - singing, writing songs, playing guitar. Felt like this is the only way I can express myself - because obviously talking is too hard for me.
Time passes by now I’m singing in a cafe where most of the strangers don’t really care if I sing good, if the melody I wrote makes sense… unless it’s really good, I guess? Or maybe they think I’m too bad to care about.
The feeling of being average (or below) isn’t good, but most of the people, li...