Overall, my mood has been… well, let’s say it’s been “ok.” Picture a rollercoaster ride, but one that occasionally stalls at the top just to give you a moment to breathe.
I’ve taken a couple of days to rest after feeling completely burnt out, which, if you ask me, is more essential than a coffee break at this point. This week, I’m diving into my creative side, maybe I’ll finally finish those 5 books I’ve written and just need formatting…
Now, about those CCJs—credit judgments, for the uninitiated, they’re like that annoying relative who just won’t leave after the holiday dinner. I’d love for them to disappear like a magician’s rabbit, but it looks like they’ll stick around for a few more months until I’ve paid them off and then they’re set aside (WOOHOO) On top of that, I’ve been thinking about my mate Jake, who passed away. It’s a bit disturbing to process, but I’ll get more closure after the funeral on Friday. Grief is such a weird thing, isn’t it? Like trying to hold onto water with your bare hands.
I’ve also been chatting with R, C, and B lately, which has been refreshing. Those incredible women are a breath of fresh air. M still crosses my mind occasionally, and I hope she’s doing alright. I miss her a bit.
Work has been my main stressor lately. It’s been mental for the last three months, trying to build businesses from scratch, and I think my brain is just about ready to throw in the towel. So, I’m taking a step back to pause and reassess. Sometimes, even the most ambitious of us need a break, like a phone needing to recharge after streaming cat videos for three hours straight
Exciting things are on the horizon, though! I’m looking forward to my ADHD coaching, MMA training and the 2x fights I’m doing, and a crazy hard techno night in London on Saturday. I can already imagine the sweatbox and leather. Plus, the chats with BM and therapy sessions have been fantastic. And let’s not forget about the one true joy in life right now that I’m enjoying more than anything: writing. I’m finally allowing myself some downtime and letting things flow naturally, like the chaotic river of thoughts in my head.
My routines have been surprisingly grounding. I’ve been writing (no, not just my grocery list), training (feeling like a ninja), and cooking, yes, I know, I’m practically a chef now! Open decks every Wednesday have been a highlight, it’s like I’m reclaiming my inner DJ. And every night, I take long walks, grabbing a milkshake to sip while reflecting on life. Because nothing says “deep thoughts” like a vanilla shake, am I right?
Admittedly, I’m feeling a bit burnt out, which has made it hard to connect with people on a wider scale It’s like being a phone on 5% battery, something has to give! I’ve been sleeping a lot lately to boost my mood. It’s basically a self care hack, and I’m all for it.
Looking ahead, I feel hopeful about the future. I have plans to travel, and I’m awaiting on 3x large sums to drop that I’m due, because who doesn’t love a bit of financial rain? As I sift through old pictures for this blog though, I’m hit with waves of nostalgia. It’s like a time capsule of all my questionable hairstyles and fashion choices
And here’s the kicker: Sometimes I don’t want to talk. It’s not them; it’s just me getting socially burnt out. Sometimes, I need my own space, like a hermit crab retreating into its shell. So, if you see me zoning out, just know it’s nothing personal, my brain is simply buffering!