So apparently, this is my 200th post.
Life has been very interesting, over the past month or so. In going through a bit of writer’s burnout, though it has disrupted my work flow, it’s also given me time to really just sit back and think on a few things. Think on nothing, but think on everything. That sort of grey area where you have everything and nothing figured out at the same time.
At the moment, I’m more of the latter than the former.
At the moment, I’m more wrapped up in avoiding stress as much as possible and finding everything and anything that’s constructive to keep me in a good mood.
Sometimes it’s a bit of a task – but really, times like these are moments when you can actually grade yourself on how well you cope with life.
Eventually, you just get to a point where you’re fucking tired.
Tired of stressing out, tired of focusing on the negative, tired of concerning yourself with solutions…tired of worrying, tired of having highs and lows – just, tired.
I’ve been told before by many I have a way with words – something I pride myself in.
I enjoy helping people find solutions and apparently judging by past experience aren’t too shabby at giving someone a pep talk to make them feel better.
….but what happens when the motivator needs motivation?
What happens when the person who talks everyone else up needs a pep talk themselves?
I’m slowly starting to acknowledge not all the time do I actually take the time to stop and sort my own wandering thoughts out, and understand that can be an unhealthy habit – probably why the writer’s burnout happened in the first place.
It’s been a while since I’ve properly just stopped everything and checked under my own mind’s hood to make sure the engine’s still in check – hence now, neglect has that “check engine” light flashing.
But once it’s all sorted out, everything will be running like new again – a person can go through these moments and think it’s the end of the world, when in fact it really is just a moment that’ll soon pass.
Kind of reminds me of the adage “this too shall pass.”
After a while you realize it – whatever’s going on – a mental block, a situation, an argument, even your own insecurities or thoughts running wild – it all comes to an end.
Eventually, you just get so tired of dwelling you really don’t give a fuck anymore.
Eventually, instead of doing what so many others are expected to do under stress, sometimes the best thing is to just laugh or chuck it in the fuck it bucket and move on.
Because at that moment, it’s the only thing that makes sense to do.
Be kind to yourself by being kind to your body and your mind – don’t stress. You’ll only make yourself sick – take some time out to really get to know you, and eventually nothing else will matter.
You’ll find yourself not worrying about outcomes or reactions, others opinions or even next week – you’ll learn to filter.
Keep focusing on sorting your own self out, focusing on what you want, and nothing else. Sort yourself out first, and you can help sort out others after.
Take a little time to listen to who matters most – you.
One more thing – I know I’ve been slack on the For The Weekenders posts – bear with me – there’s a pretty awesome one coming your way this Thursday. Promise.
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