I want to blog.
I have 8 drafts that I’ll never finish.
I’ll just blow shit out there from now on.
Because I can.
Because I want to.
Because I really like to reflect on myself.
I usually do this with friends.
I do it on my own.
I don’t document the process.
I’ll document it from now on.
You can take part in it.
Throw stuff in my face.
Help me up.
Take me down.
Over the last year I have been struggling with synchronizing joy for the work I am doing with what I actually want to do with my life. I questioned my choices that got me where I was at that time and regretted them. I was lost. I felt helpless. Stuck in a place I did not want to be, pittying myself for not making a different choice years ago.
By the start of this year I started to feel anxiety building up. I was given more responsibility at work (or at least I felt I had more) and had a…