How To Find Your Thing (even when you feel like you suck at everything)

"I Don't Have A Drive." Build One

In 7th grade, during sports period, when everyone was out playing cricket, catch-catch, racing around the field, I’d just sit on the side and watch. I’d convinced myself I didn’t like sports. I wasn’t “the sporty one.”

Or so I thought.

One day, by complete accident, I ended up joining martial arts. I was sunburnt, clueless and uncomfortable.

And plot twist(not really): I absolutely loved it.

During that time, there was this girl in class, (shoutout to Shamael bby), who was a phenomenal speaker. I used to admire her so much and lowkey envy her too. She was so effortlessly good at everything, especially public speaking.

Meanwhile, I couldn’t even imagine standing on a stage, let alone speaking on one. I was the average kid. The “70s, 80s, sometimes 90s” out of 100 kind of student. The quiet, scared one. The one teachers would occasionally look at like, “why are you even here?”

I wasn't special.

I wasn’t “the smart one.”

I was just… average.

Then one day, I joined this newly formed Creative Writing Club at school. I joined thinking they'd just teach us how to write neatly, finally, maybe the teachers would stop calling my handwriting the grave of dead insects. (mind you ‘writing’ was really highlighted, so i forgot it was creative writing infact) I had the messiest handwriting, couldn’t write cursive like the others, and genuinely felt like I needed to fix my handwriting.

So, when I took the first class, I was heartbroken. Because what do you mean, you’re going to teach us to ‘write’ and not ‘write.’

they gave us our first assignment: Rewrite a story in your own words.

I was terrified. But I did it.

And then something wild happened: I looked around, and one of my wanna be "bullies" and her gang were struggling with the task. And I, for once, wasn’t.

Was it perfect?

It wasn’t.

But it was mine. Every single messy word of it.

And then that teacher, the one who once called Shamael a great speaker, told me I could be a good writer.

(Shoutout to Asif sir, wherever you are.)

Now suddenly, I had a thing.

I was a writer. (Astaghfirullah though, if you saw that writing, you'd cry)

Then, in 10th grade, my English teacher with the cool accent asked me to host the Women’s Day event. I googled fancy synonyms for days. My heart almost exploded before going on stage. I cried backstage. But when I got up there, and spoke, and people actually listened and appreciated me…

I kind of liked it.

I’ve had performance anxiety. I’ve had stage fear. I’ve cried before events.

But I keep showing up. Because I fell in love with the mic. I became hungry for the stage.

But here’s the thing I want to say:

You don’t wake up one day and “find” your talent like it’s lying under your bed.

You don’t discover it like buried treasure.

You build it.

You trip over it.

You accidentally bump into it.

I used to think:

“I’m not good at anything.”

“I don’t have a skill.”

“I can’t do what others do.”

But looking back — I never tried. I had pre-decided I wasn’t good at things. Like… who said I hated running? I never even ran to know. Who told me I couldn’t like coding? I barely gave it a try. We grow up hearing other people’s opinions and decide they’re ours.

So many of us don’t lack talent.

We lack tries.

We tell ourselves, “this isn’t for me” before we even touch the thing.

And sometimes really, we’re not naturally inclined to things even after trying them out. But when we stick, and try over and over again, we become good with time, like it was always natural.

That’s how I went from hating the idea of being on stage…

to chasing every chance to hold a mic.

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Here’s how To Build (not find) A Talent When You Feel Like you Have None

1. Pick anything that mildly interests you.

Not your ‘passion’. Not your ‘calling’. Just something you don’t hate. Martial arts, drawing, writing, designing, video editing, coding, anything.

If you're unsure, pick one skill from a YouTube recommended rabbit hole and give it 7 days. Don't overthink.

2. Give it a 30-day micro-commitment.

For 20–30 mins a day, max. Without pressure to be amazing. Just one rule, Show up daily.

Be Present! EVERY SINGLE DAY

3. Document every tiny win.

Keep a “skill journal” or just a simple Notes app log. Write:

What I did today

What I learned

How I felt

Even if you suck, record the effort. This rewires your brain to see progress instead of perfection.

4. Copy shamelessly (at first).

Copy your favorite writers’ styles.

Recreate a Canva design.

Mimic a reel.

You don’t start with originality. You start by stealing (ETHICALLY) until you understand.

Then your own flavor slowly, naturally kicks in.

(Don’t try “I’ll be the OG.” That almost made me quit)

5. Join a low-stakes public challenge.

Post on social (anonymously if needed), or join an online community, club, or hackathon.

You need micro-stages to build micro-confidence.

Accountability + eyeballs = growth under pressure.

(see how I didn’t want to post today but I did. People EXPECT, meaning I HAVE to show up. Tho I don’t really think, my subs are that engaged lol)

6. Let yourself be trash without quitting.

You will cringe. Your work will be garbage. You’ll want to run away.

But DO NOT STOP. Do it again the next day. You can’t build if you keep demolishing the site.

7. Learn just enough to get better, not perfect.

Don’t go binge-watch 23 hours of tutorials before trying.

Learn one thing. Apply one thing. Repeat.

You don’t need a course to begin. You need a Google search and one action.

(seriously I had this one course big course to take to learn writing. I watched one video or something. You learn it better when you DO it)

8. Stack proof until your mind can’t deny it anymore.

You won’t feel talented. But suddenly someone will say, “You’re really good at this.”

That’s when you realize: You built something real.

Finally, try before you decide if you want to do it.

You don’t know what you really like, until you’ve already done it.

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