Today is actually the first time I have logged on in about 2 weeks. I let life get in the way.
Myself and my son got really sick with colds (up all night coughing with a toddler is not fun FYI), and I was seriously lacking in sleep. I was lucky to get 3 hours for a few nights there, and let me tell ya, it takes a massive toll!
Then I decided to get up early one morning, after a lucky 5 hrs of sleep, and get my workout in.. got it done, got in the shower, starting shaving my armpit and BAM – twisted my neck in some weird ass way, that fucked up the next few days for me. I was literally on google, searching – shaved my armpit, now my neck hurts… Dr google was not helpful..lol.
I decided it was prob time, and the universe sending me a message, to just focus on resting and getting myself back to my prime condition.
Its been 3 weeks now and honestly, I don’t know if I am still completely back on point. Which is kinda why I avoided my blog. But I logged on this morning to see everyday, many people have visited my blog and are reading my posts, which made me happy. It really did.
During my time off, I went through some serious thinking about what it was I wanted in life, what it was I wanted to do etc. It was a time that I wasn’t getting turned on by my blog, but felt it was more of a burden.
I read so many blogs that are just absolutely gorgeous, and then I look at who I really am, and I am not someone who wants to go to a particular cafe, just to be able to get a decent photo of my coffee, because they have marble tables. I am not someone who wants to doll myself up for a camera all the time to take pics to share on this blog to act like I have a perfect life. It just isn’t who I am.
I like to get on here, and be truthful and write my feelings. I have stuff going on in my life and in the past that I want to share, because I don’t want people to feel alone, but some of the stuff is heavy, and I don’t want to share it because I don’t want to dampen peoples moods.
I am at one of those crossroads and I just am finding it so hard. Since I was about 12, I have always wanted to write a book, but in my head I go into this battle of not being good enough, which is something I really want to work on.
On the ups, I have been reading everyday, which has been great. I went through a phase for like, ages where I despised reading because I thought it made me boring, when really its just the opposite.
I guess this post is just an update to whats going on with me right now, and I just want to say I appreciate everyone of you. Thank you for taking the time to read this, and thank you for taking the time to give me feedback.
LOVE – as always,