Why Creating Makes Me Feel Powerful
There is something deeply transformative about creating something with your own two hands.
Not buying it.
Not ordering it.
Not watching someone else make it.
Creating it.
For me, that creation comes through crochet. Through yarn and a hook. Through knowledge I learned years ago and chose to bring back into my life. Through repetitive stitches that slowly become something real, something visible, something tangible.
Crochet doesn’t just calm me.
It doesn’t just help with anxiety.
It makes me feel powerful.
And that kind of power — the quiet, steady, grounded kind — is something I didn’t always feel growing up.
Growing Up Quiet
I was always quiet.
Not shy in a cute, soft way. Quiet in a protective way. Quiet in a way that kept me safe. Quiet in a way that made me small.
I didn’t really feel like I belonged anywhere. I didn’t feel like I had a voice that mattered. When you grow up in an environment where survival takes priority over self-expression, you learn to stay quiet. You observe. You adapt. You shrink yourself to avoid conflict, attention, or chaos.
Belonging didn’t come naturally to me. I never felt fully seen. Never fully understood. Never fully safe enough to just be.
So I stayed small.
And when you stay small for long enough, you start to believe that’s all you are.
But there was always something inside me — something creative. Something expressive. Something that wanted to come out.
I just didn’t know how to let it.
The First Time I Realized I Could Create
When you learn how to crochet, something shifts.
At first, it feels simple. You’re just learning stitches. Chains. Single crochet. Double crochet. Counting rows. Fixing mistakes.
But underneath that learning process is something much bigger:
You are learning how to turn nothing into something.
You are learning how to take a ball of yarn and transform it into something functional. Something beautiful. Something useful.
And when you realize you can do that — that you can create — something powerful happens inside you.
Because creation is power.
Not loud power.
Not aggressive power.
Creative power.
Using My Knowledge and Putting It Into Action
One of the reasons crochet makes me feel powerful is because it’s not accidental.
It’s knowledge.
I learned it. I practiced it. I developed it. I improved it. I understand tension, stitch placement, pattern reading, color coordination. I understand how to fix mistakes and how to make adjustments when something isn’t working.
And when I pick up my hook, I’m not guessing.
I’m applying knowledge.
There is something incredibly empowering about using what you know and putting it into action. It reminds you that you are capable. That you have skills. That your hands and mind can work together to produce something real.
It’s easy to feel powerless in life sometimes. Especially if you grew up in an environment where you didn’t have control. But crochet reminds me that I can learn. I can build. I can create. I can execute.
That matters.
It’s Me Saying: “I Am Here.”
Growing up, I often felt invisible.
Not intentionally unseen — just overlooked. Quiet people are often overlooked. The ones who don’t speak loudly. The ones who don’t demand attention. The ones who don’t insert themselves into conversations.
I didn’t demand space.
But crochet? Crochet is me demanding space in my own way.
Every project I finish feels like me standing up and saying:
“Yes. I made this.
Yes. I am right here.”
It’s my voice — but in yarn.
It’s my expression — but in texture and color.
It’s me screaming out without actually raising my voice.
That is powerful.
The Power of Tangible Proof
There is something uniquely empowering about holding something you made.
In a world where so much is digital — where validation often comes from likes, comments, and fleeting online moments — crochet is real.
You can touch it.
You can wrap up in it.
You can see every stitch.
It’s proof.
Proof that you started.
Proof that you continued.
Proof that you finished.
And when you grew up feeling uncertain or unstable, that proof feels grounding.
It says:
You can follow through.
You can complete things.
You can trust yourself.
That builds confidence in a way that words alone never could.
Confidence That Grows With Every Stitch
Confidence doesn’t always arrive in big, dramatic moments.
Sometimes it builds quietly.
One finished project at a time.
The first time you follow a pattern successfully.
The first time you adjust something and it works.
The first time someone compliments something you made.
The first time you try a new stitch and realize you can do hard things.
That confidence compounds.
Crochet gives me the confidence to create anything. Not just yarn projects — but anything in life. Because when you train your brain to learn, apply, and finish creative tasks, you build trust in yourself.
You stop doubting your ability to figure things out.
You stop shrinking from new ideas.
You start thinking,
“If I can learn this, I can learn something else.”
That mindset is powerful.
Creativity That Lives Inside Me
I think we are all born creative.
But sometimes creativity gets buried under stress. Under trauma. Under responsibilities. Under survival mode.
When you grow up navigating instability, creativity can feel like a luxury. Like something extra. Something unnecessary.
But it’s not unnecessary.
It’s expression.
And expression is human.
When I crochet, my creativity wakes up. Ideas randomly pop into my head. New designs. Different color combinations. Unique textures. Stitch variations.
It feels like something inside me starts flowing again.
And when that flow happens, I feel alive.
I feel free.
I feel like myself.
Freedom Through Creation
Freedom doesn’t always mean physical movement. Sometimes it means emotional release.
When I’m crocheting, there are no expectations. No roles. No pressure to perform.
I’m not “mom” in that moment.
I’m not “wife.”
I’m not responsible for anything.
I am just me.
That freedom — even if it’s just for 30 minutes — is powerful.
It allows me to exist without needing to serve anyone else’s needs. It allows me to explore ideas without judgment. It allows me to make something purely because I want to.
And that kind of freedom restores you.
It reminds you that you are more than your responsibilities.
From Quiet to Expressive
As a child, I didn’t speak loudly.
As an adult, I still tend to be reserved in many spaces.
But crochet gives me a voice without requiring volume.
A bold color choice?
That’s expression.
An intricate pattern?
That’s intention.
A handmade blanket?
That’s love.
A granny square?
That’s patience and rhythm and quiet focus.
Each project carries something from me inside it.
My mood.
My thoughts.
My energy.
My growth.
Crochet became the way I express what I don’t always say out loud.
And when you finally find a way to express yourself, that feels powerful beyond words.
The Pride That Comes From “I Made This”
There’s a very specific kind of pride that comes from handmade work.
It’s not ego.
It’s not arrogance.
It’s earned pride.
When I finish a project and hold it up, I feel something solid inside my chest.
That’s right. I made this.
No factory.
No machine.
No automation.
My hands.
My time.
My knowledge.
My patience.
And that pride matters — especially if you grew up feeling like you didn’t have much to be proud of.
Creating gives you a reason to celebrate yourself.
And everyone deserves that.
Power in Starting From Scratch
There’s something symbolic about starting with yarn.
A loose strand. A beginning chain. The foundation.
It mirrors life in so many ways.
You start small.
You build slowly.
You make mistakes.
You adjust.
You continue.
Row by row, it grows.
Crochet teaches resilience without preaching it. It teaches patience without forcing it. It teaches consistency without overwhelming you.
And when you look back at the finished piece, you realize how far you’ve come — not just in the project, but in yourself.
That realization is empowering.
It’s More Than a Hobby
Some people see crochet as just a craft.
Just yarn.
Just blankets.
Just something grandmas do.
But when you allow it to be more, it becomes more.
It becomes therapy.
It becomes meditation.
It becomes self-expression.
It becomes proof of capability.
It becomes a reminder that you can create beauty.
It’s amazing how learning crochet can do so much for you if you allow it to.
The power isn’t just in the stitches.
It’s in what the stitches awaken inside you.
Belonging in My Own Way
I used to struggle with feeling like I belonged anywhere.
But crochet gave me something different.
It gave me belonging within myself.
I don’t need to be the loudest in the room.
I don’t need to force friendships.
I don’t need to overexplain who I am.
My work speaks.
And when someone sees something I made and connects with it, there’s a silent understanding there.
Connection without pressure.
Expression without confrontation.
Belonging without shrinking.
That is powerful.
Creating as Reclamation
There’s a reclaiming that happens when you create after growing up feeling small.
You reclaim your voice.
You reclaim your time.
You reclaim your identity.
You reclaim your creativity.
You reclaim your power.
Each stitch feels like a quiet rebellion against the parts of life that tried to silence you.
It’s not loud.
It’s not aggressive.
But it’s steady.
It says:
“I am capable.”
“I am creative.”
“I am here.”
And sometimes that’s all you need.
The Zone Where I Feel Most Like Myself
There’s a moment when I crochet where everything else fades.
The rhythm takes over.
The yarn slides smoothly.
The pattern flows without effort.
I enter a zone.
In that space, I don’t overthink. I don’t doubt. I don’t replay conversations. I don’t worry about what’s next.
I exist.
Fully.
Creatively.
Calmly.
That’s when I feel most like myself.
And when you find an activity that brings you back to yourself, you hold onto it.
Because feeling like yourself is powerful.
You Deserve to Feel Powerful Too
If you’ve ever felt quiet.
If you’ve ever felt overlooked.
If you’ve ever felt like you didn’t belong.
If you’ve ever questioned your abilities.
If you’ve ever felt small.
Creating can change that.
Not because it changes the world overnight.
But because it changes how you see yourself.
When you make something with your hands, you prove to yourself that you are capable of bringing ideas into reality.
That builds strength.
That builds confidence.
That builds power.
One Stitch at a Time
Power doesn’t always look dramatic.
Sometimes it looks like sitting on the couch with yarn in your lap.
Sometimes it looks like choosing color combinations.
Sometimes it looks like ripping out mistakes and trying again.
Sometimes it looks like finishing a blanket and whispering to yourself,
“I did that.”
That’s the kind of power I’ve found.
Quiet.
Steady.
Creative.
Real.
Creating makes me feel powerful because it reminds me that I am not invisible. I am not incapable. I am not small.
I am a creator.
And when I hold something I made, I feel it deep inside:
That’s right. I made this with my hands.
Yes.
I am right here. 🖤
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