I used to hate sewing, because I had to do it. It wasn't fun for me it was just a chore. It wasnt until I was sick this past winter that I discovered youtube videos of t-shirt reconstructions and Threadbanger that I began to enjoy sewing. It really became a fun hobby for me. My whole family, who had never been supportive when I wanted to be a fashion designer before all of the sudden started voicing their desire for me to go back to school to study it. But I knew I'd hate it if I did that. Then all of my sisters (and I have a lot of them) started recruiting me to make their kids' halloween costumes which is fine, I've never made clothes for kids before but I was sure I could do it.
Then last week I got a phone call from a family friend who is an artist. She wanted to make a pact where we would start looking at our 'art' as a job and do something every day. And she also talked on and on about how she hated when everyone tried telling me what to do and she got very defensive about that but that she really thought "the universe" was telling me that this was my calling. I explained to her that I didn't want to look at sewing as a job because then I would hate it and not want to do it and she kept pressuring me to agree to this pact so I did.
Day 1 started yesterday and I didn't sew anything. We're supposed to take daily pictures of what we've done and I took a picture of a pair of almost-finished shorts I made a few weeks ago and posted that. Today I have no desire to do anything. I might be premature on this, but t\the joy in sewing really feels gone and I don't see me wanting to sew again any time soon.
I'm just really bummbed that I let people bully me into doing something I didn't want to do and now I don't enjoy something that for the first time in years I was having fun doing.