That's how the Tarantino method work.

what tarantino did:

he’d stay up all night alone with a notebook.
while the world slept, he’d lie there asking himself brutal, uncomfortable questions.

stuff like:
“what am i doing wrong?”
“why am i not where i want to be?”
“what’s holding me back?”

he didn’t flinch from the fear.
he wrote it down. stared it in the face.

and then followed it up with:
“how can i fix it?”
“what would i do if i wasn’t scared?”

no sugarcoating. no excuses.
just him, a notebook, and the truth.

night after night.
until the answers started showing up.
and the man turned frustration into fuel.

that’s the tarantino method.