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Katharina Bossmann's avatar

I was in one line of creative work (music) and then after cancer was no longer hired. After being frustrated to the point of bitterness, I went back to school and got two degrees in another creative field (art). It was very humbling to start all over again after being very good at what I did. I was fortunate to have a good support system and I think that the years of preparing for my first "life" helped me understand that I wasn't going to be able to just start being someone else, but there were a lot of times where I truly wondered if I could do this and even though I am now enjoying my "second life", I envy those who have been doing this all their lives and have the resumes to show for it.

James Navé's avatar

Thanks for your poem. Your question about creativity identity reminded me that my creative identity threads my whole identity. Even the simple things, like figuring out how to shift my perspective when I discover the bathroom door at the coffee shop is locked, and I have to wait in line, require a fair amount of creative thinking. Is it art? It might be, depending on what I choose to do while waiting in line. Keep up the good work.

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