If someone asked me to rate myself in most things, I'd probably answer, "Intermediate at best."
I'm not the smartest student in my class, but I'm not the weakest either. I don't finish every assignment perfectly, and I don't always understand a topic the first time it's taught. Sometimes I have to go back, read again, ask questions, and try once more.
The same goes for other parts of my life.
I'm learning graphic design. Some days I create something I'm proud of, and other days I stare at the screen wondering why nothing looks right. I've also been trying to build my presence on Hive. There are days when a post gets noticed, and there are days when it barely gets any attention.
At first, that used to bother me.
I wanted to be excellent immediately. I wanted every effort to produce impressive results. But life doesn't work like that.
Being "intermediate at best" isn't an insult. It simply means I'm still growing.
I've come to appreciate that stage because it's where real learning happens. Beginners are discovering something new. Experts have mastered it. But those of us in the middle are putting in the work every day, making mistakes, correcting them, and slowly improving.
That's where I am.
I'm still learning.
I'm still practicing.
And honestly, I'm okay with that.
One day, someone might look at what I do and assume it came naturally. They won't see the failed attempts, the frustrating moments, or the times I wanted to quit.
For now, I'm comfortable saying I'm intermediate at best because tomorrow, with enough patience and consistency, I'll be a little better than I am today.
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