Losing Touch

Before I get into the post, apologies for being ‘MIA’, sometimes it can be hard to find motivation, occasionally the world gets a bit heavy and we need some time to rejuvenate and start all over again, but I am back to writing about my unapologetically flawed life, and this one is a bit of a lesson I am still learning, so bare with me. *breathe*

I started this blog as I mean to go on, being honest. With that being said, it’s only fair to admit that sometimes it can be very difficult to practise what I preach. Recently, there’s been a whole lot of self reflection going on; past love, past mistakes, past friends, current friends, current mistakes, my appearance, my future and a bunch of other (non-relevant) things. Throughout the reflection, the one thing that’s become apparent is the fact I’ve lost touch with who I am right now. 

Losing touch with yourself doesn't go to say you’ve ‘lost yourself’, it’s just that sometimes we lose our bearings and it takes a bit of change and self-love to locate them again. Although, It’s fairly hard to regain touch with yourself when you're not in a good place mentally, but this is where writing benefits me, it gives me the platform to release how I feel, connect with people, and help find myself again. It gives me the opportunity to put my thoughts and feelings onto paper, to relieve the tensions within.

I look around and acknowledge that my life has changed so much, in such a short space of time. I use this to validate the fact that I feel shit, I say to myself that it’s okay to feel heavy, to feel suffocated by life and the pressures that come with it, but what’s not okay, is doing nothing about it. Yes, it’s okay to lose touch with yourself here and there, but what are the steps you're willing to take to regain that control again? What are you going to do about it so that next time it doesn't hit so hard? What will you do to prepare/prevent? Defeat isn't a good look, nor is it a good feeling. 

As you all know, I do my best to advocate for mental health, and I’m constantly trying to spread the message that self-love is key, but I haven't been listening to my own messages, nor have I been taking my own advice lately. Life brings set backs, and throws obstacles in the way (all for good reason), yet often, these obstacles require a lot of resilience, strength and determination to overcome them, and in our low times, it can be hard to find these things. Yet, it’s almost impossible to find the motivation to get the ball rolling. For me, writing is my motivation, so by doing this, I’m going to face my reality and overcome these hurdles, starting with this post. Expressing my thoughts, rather than concealing them behind a fake smile.

If you feel remotely similar, the first step doesn't necessarily need to be the hardest, sometimes the small steps we take, lead to the biggest leaps in life. It’s all about starting and meaning to go on the way you start, determined and hopeful. 

Take a deep breath and let us regain touch with ourselves again. 


Change starts from within. 

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