HELLISH DAYS

We’re often told that things have to get worse before they get better. Honestly, that is one phrase I have heard more times than I can even count in my entire life, and I’m sure you have too.

Quite honestly, I’m writing this blog with no exact content plan for it, literally spiralling here, but I had promised consistency and this is me, really trying. Consider this a catch-up with your favorite writer. Who says I can’t share little anecdotes of my life recently with y’all over here?

So, what has been new? With you- Please share in the comments, or in my inbox or dm- I’d love to know. With me? Well, grab some tall glass of water, milk or your favorite beverage really and let’s get into the deep dive of it. No, it won’t be as scary as you think. Also, do let me know on the comments what kind of content you want from me this new year and I’ll deliver. My recent career experiment is a fairy godmother- let’s see how it goes.

Now, your twenties, are in my opinion, the most hectic years of your life. I was talking to some of my older cousins and relatives and even my parents, and they’re all telling me to slow down, I have my whole life to figure things out. Funny thing is, you never want to slow down. This is that time when it feels as though you’re running out of time. Like you need to have your life together. For me, especially since I was recently done with school, the past few days of the new year have been me having draining strategic meetings every three seconds to plan out something.

I have even considered being an astronaut, musician, influencer, mafia trophy wife (😭😭it’s that bad guys). Anyway, the twenties, for me feel like a whole pile of trying to land softly on life and safely on your two feet but having paranoia over your height phobia but being thrown off the plane regardless. Sorry, I’m spiralling.

However, I believe they’re also the most beautiful years, with the time and energy to make memories and try out all these things. It’s the time to try and fail and just say you tried. Despite the challenges and the breakdowns (Gosh- I tried crying recently, but I couldn’t cry so I started laughing). My mom thinks I should be committed to a mental institution. Anyways, despite the challenges, it’s a beautiful life.

Guess what, I’m here to tell all of you who maybe in the same boat as me, in this chaotic little blog, it will be okay. You’ll figure it out. You’ll find your career footing, you’ll find a job, your passions will start paying off, your business will peak, you’ll soon stop counting losses and you will be okay. Just breath. It’ll be okay.

See you in the next blog, I promise, it’ll be better than this.