what does it take to call ourselves a designer?
A completed degree? A know-how of the Adobe Suite? Or Canva?
5+ years of completed job experience or is 2 just fine?
Or, is being a designer a state of mind?
How can a 13 year old confidently call herself a designer when some struggle to do so after 5 years of design school?
Are we just swimming in the dip of the Dunning-Kruger chart?
Perhaps something’s missing.
Maybe we’ve been told a story of how designers are supposed to live, how they’re supposed to dress, behave, or talk. We hold a belief of how designers are supposed to be, and if we don’t fit in that belief fully, then we can’t bring ourselves to the name.
To that, we can say it doesn’t matter what the job title says so long as what we’re doing is alligned with our values.
There’s a feeling of being left behind when we’re seeing everybody else’s golden moments on Instagram, job titles on LinkedIn, or engagements on Facebook.
As if we’re set out on a race competing for something we don’t even know about.
Even the greatest of all professionals, your heroes, your inspirations, have lives outside of their careers (it’s just offline).
Often, health is overlooked, diet is overlooked, or family is overlooked.
Don’t forget there’s more to life than work.
Banking on first place is tough. There’s only one spot, and the decision is completely out of your hands. The decision is based on somebody else’s opinion, based on their experiences, and based on what they see.
But this isn’t a post about how to get first place or to be the best at anything, because there’s so little we can do about it.
You don’t need to be the best, you don’t even need to be first, and you definitely don’t need to be liked by everybody.
Because every day we get the chance to measure something more worthwhile, valuable, and long-term than trying to be first place on somebody else’s list.