I Don't Personally Struggle With The Things In The First Half But I Know People Who Do - Tumblr Posts

[Moots, if you see this don't worry about me! I was thinking and wanted to share my conclusion.]

You feel like if you don't produce something that will last beyond your death, then your existence will not have made a mark. You will not have mattered.

So you make something. Music, art, something. Anything. A few people see it.

But wait. Only a few? That doesn't seem like many at all. People have seen it, and yet you feel like that doesn't matter.

But if that doesn't matter, then maybe if a few more people saw...

It happens. People see, they leave likes. And that's nice, but it doesn't make you feel like you matter any more than before. And you wonder.

What if everyone on earth saw it? What if you were famous?

Does that even matter? People don't live forever, and the future is uncertain. If the earth ceases to exist, will your popularity matter? Probably not.

So if that doesn't matter, what does?

You think more, but nothing that comes to mind feels like enough.

And you wonder. Does nothing matter?

No.

Not that.

Maybe the reason people seeing your art doesn't matter is because you have always mattered in the first place.

And maybe the reason you feel like you don't matter isn't because you actually don't, but because your perception of yourself is tinting the way you see the world.

I don't know how to explain it to you without sounding insincere, but your existence has changed the world in a nearly imperceptible, yet ever positive way.

You are so very, very important. I don't know what the world would do without you. I mean it, earnestly.

Just your existence is enough to justify itself. I hope you will be able to see that soon.