It's allowed to be hard.... this one kept springing on me recently; I've had a realisation that as soon as I find something slightly out of my comfort zone, that it's too hard, I instantly give up with the excuse that if I'm finding it hard, it means that it's not for me.
Where I got this belief, that if you are talented at something you don't need to practice, I don't know. For me, it's definitely a defense mechanism... only allowing myself to do or create things that I know I'm passable at to avoid anyone saying "uhh, Elaine, that's pretty rubbish, I'm going to de-friend you on Facebook now" (because the ego hates criticism, right?). But it also limits me from exploring new creative ideas or ventures, it disconnects me from the positive idea of practice and the joy of seeing progress, of experiencing failures and finding a new way of doing something.
If something's hard, it doesn't mean you're a failure, that everyone else finds it easy from the off or that your entire audience is having a great laugh about how tough you're finding it. It simply means your new at something, that you have the freedom for trials, errors and triumphs, that you're willing to work through the pain even though you'd rather sack it all off and go and watch that (amazing) reality show about the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders. And that's where the sweet spot is, only through the pain barriers and practice can you reach something truly interesting.