Wow. This really struck a chord with me. This has been a struggle for the last year or so. While I am compelled to be a social creature and feel pressure (and guilt) to spend time with my family, I've come to realize that all of my best work that I've ever done has been when I've been able to throw the blinders on and focus of my work. No interruptions, no guilt about not helping enough around the house, no worries that my daughter needs more daddy time. Just me locked away with my imagination.
Lately I been overwhelmed. My brain is one big, tender, exposed nerve. Every sound, every smell, every light makes me feel a little more claustrophobic… And I'm highly overstimulated and agitated. I wish I could just spend a week working on my projects and schoolwork and then painting… or drawing… or taking a road trip to do some photography. All of it by myself.
I love my family and I would never want to lose them. I enjoy spending time with them. I'm not saying that I want to be single again, just that I wish I could do what I have to do without feeling guilty about spending the time alone or for even thinking about it. I've gotten better with the guilt at home, but I'm still not as productive as I should be and alone time would help. I just feel the pull of various responsibilities to others when I am alone.
In other words, I completely agree with the opinions of the author; without alone time with my thoughts, I'm about 1/3 the designer/artist/student/creative soul I could/should be. I may just have to be a bit more selfish… for the greater good. Because when I'm making art/producing, I'm a lot happier of an individual.
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