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I’m Finally Back From My Writing Hiatus
I didn’t expect it to be this long.
It’s been a while since I was on Medium.
A little over two months, to be exact, which is a long time for me. I try my hardest to write at least a few times per month, even if it’s hard, even if my schedule is crazy and I am void of ideas. Writing is self-care for me, and prioritizing it as a career is my own way of putting myself first and pursuing my goals.
But let’s be honest, sometimes things get off track.
And they got off track two months ago.
There’s no particular reason why. I think it was a combination of things — a new move, the transition back to a pre-Covid routine after being in this pandemic for a year, my return to “normalcy” (which means work and education), some profound mental health struggles, and most of all, the expectation that all of this would just be fine and I would be able to make these transitions seamlessly, get out unscathed.
That is rarely ever true. When life flips beneath you, it’s expected — even good — to react. But I’ve become accustomed to not reacting, to rolling with the punches, to trying constantly to fit in with the flow of life and never show my vulnerabilities. But one thing (of many) that I’ve learned in these pivotal last couple of years is that…
