I was so creative as a child.

I know this because my mom showed me some of my Kindergarten art.  

I'm not creative anymore:(  

Which is nonsense of course.  

I didn't lose it.  I just suppressed it, or stopped working on it, or devalued it.  

It may be true, but it’s also a metaphor of course.  

Why do I need to label myself as "not-being" something?  

Why can't I just choose to work at something, or not?

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