Untethered…

Welcome back, my lovelies. Tell me, what does one do when they realize they are no longer shackled to the toxic patterns of the past? Yesterday was my last at a day job that, over the course of nearly two years, utterly destroyed my mental health. Don’t misunderstand, most of the people were great (some I will cherish forever as dear friends) and some parts of the job were truly fascinating. It’s just that, overall, a position that paid me for forty hours each week demanded my time and attention practically 24/7. It was overwhelming. Consuming. Detrimental. I lost myself, and my creative work suffered immensely.

Today is my first in quite a long time that I am untethered. No work phone constantly within my grasp. No anxiety about missed messages. No side-eye glancing every so often to make sure I am not missing anything. Just pure freedom. Silence. Peace.

I imagined this day with me at my computer absolutely bursting with creative fervor. So why am I sitting here somewhat numb and struggling to so much as type out this blog post? It’s as though I am lost and, rather than jump into one of the many activities I long to resume, I simply sit here feeling unable to begin anything at all. What is this strange feeling? I feel like a captive in my own mind. This isn’t writer’s block; it is something else entirely. I’m not unlike a timid animal, barely stepping away from the open cage after a long bout of incarceration. So strange. Is this a common experience? I didn’t anticipate this in the slightest.

Perhaps today will be one of simple leisure. I could lose myself in a good book, or watch a Dracula film. Maybe my mind just needs a break. I am going to take today and just breathe. Relax. Allow those lost parts of me to heal and return on their own time. I look forward to this next chapter of life, my lovelies, and I do hope you all will join me!

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Until next time…