Things have been pretty different for me lately.
After I published my last big essay, Confronting My Anxiety in Anguilla, I received such an overwhelmingly positive response that it was almost a little too much for me to handle. I kind of withdrew for a little bit, and stopped writing. I love that the things I share on this blog can have such an impact on people, and I'm honored that my words really seem to resonate. But I shared such a big part of me and it was so well received that it caught me off guard. I felt a little intimidated after that last essay, like nothing I wrote again would ever feel so honest. I also felt worried that nobody would want to read the other essays I write. But then something hit me, I don't write these essays for anyone else. I write them for myself, and I then I share them with people.
Something really special for me is knowing that the things I've been telling you guys about are so authentically "me". The feelings I talk about and the way that I choose to write about them is genuine, and knowing that people care about something so personal is such a blessing. It feels good to communicate with people through my writing.
One of the biggest things I learned about myself in Anguilla was that I don't spend nearly enough time specifically focusing on things that make my heart and body feel good. I get distracted by work and by other obligations, and I put my own happiness on the back burner. I think a lot of us do that. I know that sometimes it's necessary, because we all have other things to worry about. Sometimes it's family members, or friends, or romantic partners. But it's important to remember that in order to be the best we can be for other people, we also need to be strong for ourselves.Read More