Isolation thoughts
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For the third time in my life, I have resorted back to my trusty old blog when I have essentially run out of other things to do.
Despite not achieving the instant fame, pr packages and gratification that I thought I wanted, this little blog kept me going and brought me lots of happiness and as well as a good tool to fuel procrastination!
Now if I think about it - I have changed a lot in the past seven years (bloody hell that's longer than I thought!), but here I am again, procrastinating from revising for my second year university exams that are somehow still ongoing despite the current situation, by returning to this blog for the third time.
Who knows, maybe returning to my blog for a post or two, then forgetting about it for a few years will be one of those weird recurring things in my life that I can't seem to stop myself from doing?
This current situation is a weird one. We've got so much time, but I almost feel like I have no time at all (I should be revising right now, I will probably regret this later.)
It's almost as if the time I have for revising and doing productive things like becoming a skinny legend and tik tok famous (lol pls follow me xoxo) whizzes by, whilst there is bucket and bucket loads of time to ponder my most inner, deepest thoughts EVER.
Seriously!! I feel as if in the past month or so that I've thought more than I ever have done before.
I've also noticed that for the first time in my life, I have actually realised and acknowledged that my mental health exists.
I don't really feel like dwelling on this - I'm in a good mood now, we'll put that down to avoiding revising and writing this instead...but if I take one thing out of lockdown, it will be that I'm glad to have realised that I am a human and just because I don't feel it as constantly and as deeply as others, it is okay to acknowledge your mental health, in fact, it is important to do so.
On a different note, the problem this blog always suffered from was forcefulness.
When I was trying to become an 'influencer', before that term was even really a thing, I constantly felt the need to post. Not because I wanted to or had anything particularly interesting to talk about, but because I wasn't going to achieve my 'goal' if I didn't.
Now, an older and wiser me (big lol) realises that goals are ever-changing and that is indeed, even if it was then, not one of my goals now.
And on that note, because I don't want to bore anyone reading (if anyone actually reads this) and because I need to get back to revising for exams (yes, they have not been cancelled...I know) and I equally am semi bored of writing - Ima leave it here.
Thanks for blessing me with some of your lockdown time by reading this.
x

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