Forget About Passion, Be Passionate
Why I refuse to answer the question of what my passion is
In the middle of a recent job interview via Zoom, I was asked about my passion. Sure, you can prepare for this question ahead of time, but when I said, “Writing is my passion,” it sounded forced. It felt wrong.
Not that I haven’t been writing all my life (with the vast majority never being published), but to officially state that writing is my passion, I think, feels forced. I mean, if writing is my greatest passion, isn’t it creating pressure to succeed? We live in a world where everything has to become a business and make money. What if, at some point, I no longer feel like writing because the pressure has gotten to me?
Passion is a feeling, and feelings change.
Commercialization of our passions
What drew me to writing was that it helped me structure my thoughts — it helps me think clearly. I love to work on my writing skills because mastering a language gives me a sense of power — it’s the gate into society, to human interaction. Language is what connects people, and trying to understand others’ situations by sharing my personal story to relate excites me.
But there lies the difference: I am passionate about telling stories, reading other people’s stories, and connecting with people. I love to write and make people smile; I want to help. But today, having a passion always implies you have to make money off it and stick to it all of your life. To me, this sounds more like having to hustle constantly, looking for new clients every second you get, chasing the next milestone — because you have to make it, it’s your passion. And, you’re forced to fake it before you make it.
Constantly chasing milestones doesn’t cut it for me. It’s not that I don’t like to work hard. It’s just that I don’t want to be stressed out all the time. Or even worse, what if your passion is no longer your passion because you have changed? Will you start hating yourself because you followed your passion, and after years chasing this passion of yours, you wake up only to find yourself in a loveless marriage?
Are you feeling passionate yet?
I am an ambitious woman, I have my goals, and I will hopefully eventually achieve them. But I have stopped saying “no matter what.” Because it does matter how we get to where we want to go, and that journey is not a sprint. It’s probably more like a steeplechase (with the occasional landing in the water ditch).
Just like waves, boyfriends, and jobs, feelings come and go. Passions, views, and outlooks on life change are not necessarily bad things or wrong. It’s just how it is. Me being a passionate storyteller and networker won’t change. I love to get to know new people, learn from them and learn about other life perspectives.
I don’t want to lose the ability to translate compassion and love for others into written words.
See, writing and I, that’s solid. It’s a relationship that I want to safeguard from any pressure. I want to write ridiculous posts, even outrageous ones at times; I want to scream, laugh, cry, and giggle while writing . In all honesty, I can’t keep writing resolutions, and I won’t pressure myself to try to. And therein lies the crux of the matter: I have an understanding of how I work, feel, and live in this world and cherish my writing skills, enabling me to translate my inner turmoil into stories — I don’t want to put a price tag on that.
Writing helps me think, feel, and react. It makes me who I am and how I see the world around me. It’s the most valuable tool I have to makes sense of a world that does not favor me — a young, black woman. I’d rather be a passionate storyteller that fails rather than someone that has a passion for writing. By the time I find myself yet again in another water ditch of a steeplechase, I have a pen and paper ready for comfort.






