It has been a really long time since I wrote anything here. I did write in the beginning of this year, but it was all too much; I had so much going on at that time. Honestly, I don't know how the first few months of this year went by; I think there were moments where I was just trying to exist. But in the recent past I have started to live again, or at least tried to, and it feels good. But I have been extremely cautious in hoping about anything; I don't think I am exactly where I want to be yet, but I have begun to have some hope that I might be getting there slowly. Of course I am still worried about how I am going to be able to manage everything; I don't want to lose touch with the things that have kept me going. Especially because I seemed to have made some progress. This year I think it really helped me to get through a tough time. I focused a lot of my energy on drawing, painting and making videos and have picked up a few skills along the way. Though it didn't seem like much at that time, now when I look back, I feel happy that even at a time when I felt so hopeless about things, I still didn't stop trying, didn't stop doing something to keep myself going. Now things seem to be settling a little bit, not quite what I would like them to be, but it is a start, and I cannot even begin to express how it gladdens my heart. I am slowly beginning to feel a tad bit like my former self. I felt that I lost that part of me for quite some time, and it feels so good to be able to connect with her once again.
I am excited to get back to writing. That is not to say that I am not afraid; I have so many apprehensions at this moment, but the idea that I can write again warms my heart. I only hope I don't lose touch or ignore the other things that have enriched my life in the recent past. I want to keep journaling. I took it up as a challenge this year to keep at it no matter what, and in the recent past I haven't been able to get to it. I hope that I am able to do it at least now. I was beginning to do well; I got the hang of it, posting on Instagram and YouTube, but I had to hit pause on that due to various reasons. I hope in time I am able to catch up with all that has been pending.
This year has taught me that I am happy when I follow my creative pursuits. Whatever happens next, I am happy that I was able to make time and space for that. I hope what I have learnt in the past few months is something I am able to carry forward and practice and make into something meaningful and tangible. I hope I am able to persevere to achieve my dreams.
But I must say, after a very long time, I am eager to see what good things life will bring forth next. It has been a while since I felt this way; feeling anxious and being filled with dread had become second nature to me, so the very thought of even feeling slightly happy feels so foreign to me. But I am learning to embrace the feeling, even if I am doing it at a glacial pace. It is something! It is still progress, and it is moving forward in a sense. So that is a good thing, I suppose. I wait with bated breath and fingers crossed, hoping that I will learn to accept happier things to happen in my life without always turning to feelings of anxiousness and fear. I hope I am able to make way for happiness and remind myself that I deserve happiness and that life is not always going to be the way it has been for a while.
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