I know I’m not alone in my frustration when others don’t understand what I do or what I’m trying to create for myself. I made a poll on my Twitter asking if anyone would be interested in a post like this and 20 people voted yes and so here I am.
Over a year ago, I had my first heartbreak and real breakup. I mean I had a ‘breakup’ in high school that I was sad about, but we dated for a month so like does that really count? Not really.
It’s no secret that with our recent generations that there has been a significant increase in people having anxiety. The constant intake of social media and comparing ourselves to other’s highlight reels on the internet certainly doesn’t help that. But the fact that we grew up in a time where technology changed and advanced so quickly and so many other factors of modern society, it’s no wonder that so many of us are suffering from anxiety.
I felt unmotivated and uninspired by everything I was writing and the pictures I was taking – it all just seemed boring to me. So, I took an unintentional break to recharge and gain a new perspective. I’ve also been incredibly busy with college and work so writing began to feel like a chore and I was not willing to put out content that feels forced or I’m not happy with.
There is an incredible misconception about what being a feminist means. It’s all too often thought of as being a dirty word or a man-hating agenda – all which are far from the truth. Simply put, being a feminist is the equality among the sexes socially, politically, legally, and economically.
I never used to be big into the law of attraction, or things like actually writing down my goals. But more than half of my new year’s goals involved getting closer to my dream life, and whatever I was doing in the past just wasn’t cutting it; I knew I had to try different methods.
I used to like to pretend that I’m not super into Valentine’s Day because, on one hand, I do believe you should show your love for the people in your life every day. But, on the other hand, I’m an ‘extra’ kind of person and, honestly, I love days where I can shower people with my love and appreciation for them.
Something that has really peaked my interest in the last couple months is why I am the way that I am. I know some of the aspects to that question lie in my anxiety, but there were just somethings about myself that I couldn’t explain to people or even myself.
I don’t know about any of you, but I had such weird week mentally. I mean it’s probably because January seems to be lasting FOREVER, it cold, and I’m getting really sick of chipping away ice on my car almost every morning.