( 3 Mins Read .) I always hated writing. Writing papers, my university thesis, essays of any sort was always something I dreaded. I would most certainly procrastinate and avoid doing it till the very last second. It was 2010 when I first wanted to have my own blog and potentially a Youtube channel to share and discuss ideas with others on the web. What stopped me? Concern that no one would want to read my ramblings. Also I thought the Youtube market was saturated with too many channels. Oh boy, was I wrong!? Lastly, I hated writing. And most importantly, I believed I cannot write well and express myself with words. To this day, I still have that belief. And with time it got more and more correct as I avoided writing more. Then I had a thought, where does the “reality” end and where does the “belief” start? Is what we believe always right? If I believed I cannot write good papers my entire life, does that make it a part of my identity? And how hard would it be to change that...