To be consistently productive is something I truly want to be, but for the past few days, I’ve been feeling quite the opposite. It might have to do with my overthinking, to some extent. However, it does vary depending on what I have to do on that particular day.
I’ve struggled with feeling anxious for a long time, although over the years, I do think that I have kept it under control for the most part. It all ties together with past trauma, life has always been slightly chaotic.
Getting older and finding peace within yourself definitely helps a lot, but there are moments where I do feel overwhelmed. We all have our good days and bad days.
This is something I’m honest about, always have been. Suppressing how you feel is not healthy, sometimes it is the only way to function properly.
All of these things are complex, but on a positive note, I genuinely feel like I am in a better mindset, overall. Things are not always easy, but nothing ever is.
It’s such a strange feeling to miss people that you don’t talk to anymore.
Nostalgia is a bittersweet thing at times, but overall, I appreciate the ones I’ve known, and the people that I have yet to meet in life.
Getting older has taught me a lot about past experiences, and I think that has also changed my perspective on things in the current day.
Tonight’s post might not be as in-depth as the previous one, but maybe the next ones over the week will be a little bit more interesting.
I’m hoping to work on the next book of poetry soon, so fingers crossed.
Anyway, I need to get some rest, if I can sleep at all.
I’m honestly so glad the weekend is finally here!
Found my motivation lacking a little today, but apart from that, it’s all good.
Might spend the whole night writing, browsing the web for inspiration as I need some right now. Perhaps it’s a good time to start work on the book currently in progress.
Been putting it off for too long.
My concentration is not as good as it once was, one of those things, I suppose. Anyway, I’m rambling now. This happens quite often, although I try and make any post on here meaningful, as complicated as my mind can be sometimes.
The idea that you need to have your life together at a certain time, a certain age, it can all be too much to think about sometimes. We grow up with these idealistic views of what success looks like, what a perfect world entails.
At the young age of 25, I feel increasingly worried about the future. Have I done enough at this age? Am I the odd one out?
It’s not as easy as people think, becoming an overnight success, finding the perfect job, having a perfect forever home. As a whole, society’s standards are difficult to live up to.
Taught to be ourselves, yet persecuted for our differences, our insecurities used as a weapon, people don’t listen to understand, there’s a lack of equality despite all these supposed regulations put in place, to protect us from discrimination, bullying, sexism, racism and many more.
I understand life is not a straightforward experience for the majority of people, but when does it all become too much? And don’t even get me started on the stigma surrounding mental health and the simple yet complex task of asking for help when necessary.
Fake it ’til you make it, or so I’ve been told about a dozen times or more.
Turning a blind eye to your problems is a temporary fix, ignoring them won’t solve anything. Facing them is equally challenging, but the comfort you feel once you do so is a sense of relief, a burden off your shoulders.
Life will get tougher before it gets better, I’m sure.
I just hope the future is much brighter than it has been in these recent weeks, months, even years. After all, you never know what to expect.
Started the day off pretty well, ended it with a malfunctioning boiler.
It’s honestly the last thing you need when the weather is as cold as it is in the UK.
Need to get an early start tomorrow, slightly anxious about it all, but I’m sure I’ll get through this.
Laying in bed, feeling thankful for my warm duvet.
Hope you’re all staying safe and well tonight.
Despite a late start to the day, I completed what I had to do, and that was good enough for me. The cold weather doesn’t really help either, especially in the last week.
I might have been born in a cold place, but I’m not too fond of it.
For the first years of my life, I was born and raised in Scandinavia (Northern Sweden to be exact)
Anyway, I’ve always been proud of my background, and it’s an important part of my identity, who I am. As well as the experiences that have shaped me into the current version of myself.
I think I’m beginning to ramble now, ever so slightly.
Think it’s time to sleep soon, since I stayed awake a bit too late the previous night. Stay safe and stay warm this evening.