There was a time not too long ago when crochet was everything to me.  

Not just a hobby, not just an art form, but a full-blown hustle.  

I was crocheting constantly creating beautiful pieces, yes but mostly chasing orders, juggling clients, and holding it all together for the sake of business.

And I won’t lie the money was good.  

That’s what kept me going.  

Who wouldn’t stay committed to something that pays?

But over time, I began to feel the weight.  

The joy faded.  

The spark dimmed.  

The stress became louder than the creativity.  

And I started to realize I was losing my love for it.

Crocheting became just another task.  

And with it came the pressure, the backaches, the mental strain all for the sake of meeting demands.  

I was producing, but I wasn’t creating.  

I was making, but I wasn’t enjoying.

So, I stepped back.

I asked myself why I started in the first place.  

And the answer was clear "Passion" .  

Not payment. Not pressure. Just pure love for the craft.

And so I returned.

To crochet for the joy of it.  

To create without expectations.  

To move at my own pace.  

And most importantly, to breathe.

I still crochet but now, it’s on my terms.  

For peace, not just for pay.  

For healing, not just for hustle.

And that has made all the difference.

To every creative out there :

If the thing you love starts to feel like a burden, take a step back.  

Remember your “why.”  

Because passion deserves protection even from the weight o success.