"So, what do you do?"
It’s a simple question, yet one that always feels impossible to answer. Not because I lack direction or identity—but because I refuse to be confined to a single definition. I do too much, I explore too widely, and I refuse to shrink myself into a label that doesn’t fit.
Sometimes, I think the better question would be: "What don’t you do?"
This version immediately sets up the theme of breaking free from traditional labels, making it more compelling and engaging. How does this feel to you?
We've all heard the phrase, "Jack of all trades, master of none." Although the full saying is often ignored, the shortened version is still used to box people into rigid definitions. And that, I have a problem with.
I have a problem with being categorized, with people trying to fit me into a space that isn’t mine. It’s the classic square peg in a round hole.
Why must writers be told to pick a niche? Why must creatives feel pressured to limit themselves? Why do we have to fit into these labels—why can’t we become the niche?
For the longest time, I’ve tried to find just one passion, one focus—but it never seems to work. Then today, my dad saw me juggling three different things at once and casually said, "There’s nothing you can’t do."Yesterday, my friend told me, 'You always find a way to do whatever you set your mind to.'
Maybe that’s the key. Maybe I don’t need to fit myself into one space—I just need to embrace all of me. Maybe I don’t need to find a niche. Maybe I am the niche.