Hey, guys.
Today I'm going to be talking about a realization that I had over the past week or so.
And I think the only appropriate way to start this is by telling a story because I need to set the scene here.
So for some context.
I've been making YouTube videos since I was 16 and I'm 20 now, and that's about four years.
And I started YouTube because I needed a hobby, I needed like a creative outlet.
I needed something to put my energy towards because I was struggling with one of the most severe cases of depression that I've dealt with in my life.
One of the worst episodes I've ever had.
And I needed something to excite me, to get me out of bed in the morning, to distract me from my mental pain.
And so I started my YouTube channel.
And that gave me something to work on, that gave me something to do, that gave me something to fixate on and obsess over that was healthy and productive and positive.
And that's not to say that I didn't face many depressive episodes after starting a YouTube channel, because let me tell you, I did.
And I still continue to.
But it was a great first step and my passion with YouTube fell heavily upon editing.
Editing the videos.
I enjoyed filming the videos for sure, but where I really felt creative and where I really felt inspired was in the editing.
And I got really into editing and I started editing videos more and more complicated.
I started to make the edits of these videos more and more complicated and it got to a point where I couldn't do it anymore because I started to do other things as well.
I started a podcast.
You know, I was working on other projects and I also wanted to have a social life because I had just moved to LA and I was like, okay, I need to meet friends and be social and be a teen and enjoy my time here in LA.