my hyperfixation
Let me try to break down how I developed my hyperfixations.
Growing up, I had a lot of hobbies and, luckily, I had parents who always supported me. They enrolled me in every summer class I wanted: painting, piano, swimming, you name it. If it was extracurricular, I probably gave it a try. And honestly, I enjoyed them all.
That pattern continued through high school and college. I got into journaling, painting, cross-stitching, sewing, photography, blogging, web design, graphic design, even learning new languages. I was always excited to start something new and I always actually did it, for a while. But eventually, I’d stop. Every time.
For a long time, that frustrated me. I thought there was something wrong with me. Why was I only good in the beginning?
But as I’ve gotten older and learned more about myself, I’ve started to accept that this is just part of who I am. And instead of fighting it, I’m learning how to work with it. I now try to set small goals for each hobby so I can feel a sense of progress, even if I move on later. I allow myself to rotate hobbies in a cycle, like seasons, so I don’t feel pressured to commit forever. I also make a point to always start small and avoid diving in too deep, especially financially.
These small steps help me embrace my hyperfixations while giving them just enough structure to feel more fulfilling without killing the joy that sparked them in the first place.