It’s been a while since I have written a blog. What happened? Well, life happened. The last blog written was at the end of summer 2017. And right now, its summer 2018. Oh boy a lot has happened since then.
I am restarting writing again in a desperate attempt to cope with my anxiety. Which is now at its very peak.
It feels good to write, I don’t know why I abandoned it. It feels comforting to put my thoughts and feelings out there to the world. Firstly, because it’s out there and I am sharing, but secondly because no one reads my blogs.
I am not yet comfortable to catch you up on all that’s been going on in my life. Actually, comfort is not the right word. It’s more like I am too lazy to tell you all. When the right time comes, I shall spill the juicy details.
Right now, let’s talk about how I am feeling. I am feeling… anxious. There is this heavy dreadful feeling that’s been bubbling in my chest for the longest time. I am on edge and ready to crawl up in a ball and cry. Ah the joys of living with anxiety. You might ask why it is so bad all of a sudden. It’s probably because I just started taking Sertraline (anti depressant medication) and my brain is trying to adjust to all the chemicals or what not. I heard the first few weeks on the pill are hell but then it gets better. I am just patiently waiting for that moment. I just want to be at peace with myself.
This by no means is a cheerful blog post, and I apologize if you were looking forward to a happy return. But fear not my dear friend, not all hope is lost. The future does not seem gloomy and believe it or not I am progressing in an upward march.
It’s good to be back.