Life between the lines
Recently I have been thinking a lot how I sometimes, during my dark and low days, felt like I am wasting my life. Let me explain… Since 2020, my life to my recollection was rather tough. As I think it was to many people. A lot had happened since. Not just in my life, but in society. And here we are in 2024, healing and coming back to my “old self”. I put old self in quotes, because it is not really my old self. I changed. A lot. But I would say my sparkle is back. The joy. Being grateful for small things. For those 4 years, I feel like I played a victim a lot. Making excuses. Not being able to fulfil my goals. Not being able to be consistent. Binge eating. Not sleeping regularly. Crying a lot. Being so angry. And other annoying things. I was blaming this and that. I was blaming people and circumstances. But now here I am in 2024. 28 years old. And I realized that this whole time I was doing it to myself. I realized that only I can pick myself up. Only I can say no to all those bad thin
