Do you also have a constant nagging feeling of falling behind? Do you feel like you could be doing more, but have trouble finding motivation?
Seasonal mood swings are like period cramps for me. I feel them oncoming and I’m like “here they are again.” Many people I know love the transition of summer to fall. But some of my close friends and I are more prone to feeling anxious, sad, or angry over things that normally wouldn’t affect us. So this week, I’ll be sharing three strategies that have been helping me through the transition.
Lately, relationship talk has been floating around in my circles. Despite being open about mental health and things I’ve learned in life, I’ve never talked about relationships before.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about the flow of events shape a person’s life. Every choice we make now impacts the sort of choices we’ll have to make in the future. There are infinite realities and infinite ways things could have happened- and that’s a big cause of regret. Because we never know if a choice we’ve made was truly the best one.
How impatient am I? I’m so impatient that I get road rage walking behind people on the sidewalk. I’m so impatient that without supervision, I’d preheat the oven to 500 degrees Celsius to cook my food in five minutes. But this post is about more than slow walkers or potentially setting fire in the kitchen. It’s about…life. More specifically, being impatient about where I am in life.
In an ideal world, I’d be immortalized at nineteen (I’m turning nineteen for the fourth time this year). Maybe I’d be a vampire…they’re pretty cool. Rest assured, I’d be the type that drinks animal blood though. As extra as it sounds, it feels like it’s been a lifetime ago since I turned nineteen for the first time. I’ve definitely grown over the years, although there are still things I’m working on. This week, I’m back at it again with a personal topic. Here are some important things I would definitely travel back in time to tell myself.
P.s, no judging my cover image! This is me in my natural habitat. Like the unicorn slippers?