Hi, it’s been a minute. I’ve had to catch my breath and gather my thoughts. The previous weeks have been hell, if I could say so myself. Following the protests, getting horrible news and just being unproductive.
I pretty much forgot who I was, what I was doing and I lost all focus and all motivation. I tell people I have a mixed personality, some days, I take time to think well before doing things, while on some, I’m as spontaneous as hell. But this was something I held unto, this was something I hoped for.
I don’t think it’s fair that we live in fear. I’m sorry for rhyming but it’s just sickening. I watched people break down and become shells of themselves. I watched my people get killed and I am distraught.
A few weeks ago was #worldmentalhealth day, and I read up some articles on taking care of your mental health and I could relate to many of them.
I didn’t take care of my mental health what did it result it, lack of productivity, I couldn’t create content and I almost went mad. Maybe it was because I was overwhelmed, pressure from home, pressure from outside and I just couldn’t bear it.