To me “hobbies” sounds like a homely way of doing something more out of boredom rather than enjoyment. “That’s just a hobby I picked up to keep myself busy” is a common phrase I hear a lot.
Hobbies should be entitled with more than just a belittlement toward what someone feels like they have to do in order to have a “healthy” lifestyle. It can be a challenge to find something you’re good at or aren’t, but nevertheless enjoy.
Personally, growing up I was never a wanderer or sports enthusiast. Quite frankly, I didn’t even play with the dolls my mother would buy me when I was little. I was and, somewhat I suppose, still am content with being alone for a good majority of the time and apparently that has become some sort of crime in the current propriety. So I suppose that might be how I even thought about getting into reading.
But I didn’t choose reading because I was bored, maybe initially, but even then I never belittled it. I always respected those that read for enjoyment. I mean if I didn’t I could have just sat on the couch all day and watched T.V.
When I was little I hated reading because I would always try to read books that other people recommended, which I think is pretty normal, but I got tired of it because I never liked those books. Around the age of 10 I tried reading Pride and Prejudice. I had heard about it before through my aunt that’s an English teacher, but I never knew the plot or knew anyone else who had read it. After I read that book I really enjoyed it and stuck to what I now know as the “classics” genre.
If you try to find an enjoyable pastime through other people, going in with the thinking that what they do is right for you too, even when you don’t like it, or if you do it just to impress people, it doesn’t just leave you at the same indifference as before, but has others thinking that you’re something that you aren’t.
Find something of your own and be proud of it…as long as you’re not going off and becoming some sort of Hannibal the Cannibal kind of thing.
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