Sometimes, being gifted can be like growing a plant.
At first, it’s just a seed. Like eh, I know what I am, I’m as little and useful only for the big guys to use me as everyone else.
If you give it a try, if you choose a way like, hey in fact why not, I might be as little as everyone else, it doesn’t mean I cannot try to, like, train to draw or rent an instrument or take pictures or videos with my phone or buy some argile even if it will be shitty in the beginning because it will but, like, Hitler could draw, hell if I cannot do anything while being better in my head and morals than that guy (even if he’s not the worst but that’s another story)
You plant your seed.
It grows. Slowly. It’s a plant for glob’s sake, what do you expect
You find it still so very little. The big guys… Their shadow are so threatening, and it’s so difficult to find the sunshine you need to grow because of them… the impact of their presence, physical or even just mental, on you and your growth…
If you ever stop watering your plant.
If you decide that… heh… nevermind… I’ll never do it… better store my plant in a cellar… I’ll never be able to grow it… It takes too much time/is too difficult/etc.
It will, of course, never grow anymore. Oh well that’s life, that was a good dream, but everything has an end. (I hate that phrase) Time to get on with the real life.
Real life. Is what /you/ choose it to be.
If you decide that, damn if I cannot succeed as much as I want, tis my hope, tis my dream, tis my escape from this /real/ (aka boring) life, my little time escape. At least I’ll keep it as a hobby.
And then, oh wow, how unexpected, your plant grows! How surprising. That, like, oh if I persevere in something I’m not awfully bad at and I like doing, I will get better! As Jake the Dog, praise him —not too much but still—, truthfully says: being bad at something is the first step of getting good at it.
And then you become good at it. And better and better.
Your plant grows and grows.
It will not be necessarily the same plant as your neighbour, or the same as the one you have maybe as an idol, or maybe not even as the plant you thought you were growing.
But surprise! it is your choice after all this that you keep it for yourself or try to make something out of it, not necessary but heh, maybe, why not. Another plant to grow. Not impossible.
And your plant catches more and more sun.
And your plant blossoms. Either you keep it just as your hobby, your little time escape, or choose to try do else way.
Like every plant that has the chance to be cared about or to grow big by itself.
Earth is made of soil, water and plants. Every kind of plants.
Sometimes, being gifted can be like growing a plant.
It doesn’t give any fruits until you make it grow big enough to.