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A day, hour, minute or second at a time

 What's keeping you up at night? What's keeping you uneasy? Is it health? finances? relationships? or just what tomorrow holds... You see, I am guilty of having sleepless nights, most nights I wake up in a full-on panic attack because I just don't know what tomorrow looks like for me... I have been injured for a while now, and the longer I go, the more my anxiety builds and my bad days seem longer. I am struggling with living in the now because I am constantly worried about what my doctor will say or what more costs this is bound to incur. I spend most days wondering when it ends, in all this I neglect the good things happening now, like how I am blogging more or baking more and better, or how I wake up every day and have an income.  A lot of my triggers come from comments such as "you're not yet okay", or "you have been injured too long" or the worst of them all "I know a Pastor who can help", I get it sometimes people mean well but its al

Burning Out

Life has been lifing lately (please don’t judge my wording lol). It has been a series of long days, I go to bed exhausted and wake up even more exhausted. Passion and drive have an interesting way of making you keep pushing even when your mind and body are telling you to pose.  Everyone has a life balance they are working through, mine is the “Work and school balance”. I am working from 9am to 5pm, then I have to be in class from 5:30 to 7:30 physically, from Monday to Friday. So my brain is practically functioning throughout the day, I sometimes fall asleep and I am awake in my subconscious wondering what is left to be done or what I’m slacking on.  In between work tasks and due assignments, pending tests and a failed attempt at having a social life, I am exhausted. Today I finally acknowledged my exhaustion because I found myself listening to Travis Greene’s Won't Let Go, and it was coming from the bottom of my heart because I am really contemplating which one I need to sacrifice

In the beginning

  Once upon a time... I was a writer. I wrote poems, stories, letters, some of the best compositions and once or twice, I wrote my vows (LOL).  I haven't written anything in years, aside from my usual journaling. But I guess its time to put the gloves back on and see if I still got it.  I started to write at the age 12, it was a coping mechanism in boarding school. I really disliked the school I went to and being new to an environment that has your whole life (day) planned out for you didn't really sit well with me. We had compulsory study times, twice in a day and anyone who knows me, knows I can't study to save my life. Sleeping in class was not an option, noise making always got me punished, so I had to find something to keep me busy for at least 2 hours, every single day. I started with notes, I'd write a couple of notes and deliver them around to friends after prep, with time I started writing poems at the back of my books.  One random day, I started to write an im