A while ago I had parted ways from writing.
At times, in life, one just loses motivation, inspiration or the mere drive that gets you going. It is no mystery I had lost that drive. But one morning I had this sudden urge to write—write about anything that came to my mind.
So, there I was, typing away aimlessly, experiencing this weird sense of satisfaction.
Yes, weird.
I was still capable of writing but my words had lost their charm, my work did not reflect my personality.
I was lost.
The rush I used to get had dissolved. That feeling of emptiness was extremely frustrating.
I was well aware that I ought to introspect, but was clueless as to how to start. Answers were and are needed but the source is unknown. Hence, I kept on failing abjectly.
Honestly, I have got to find the path meant for me. Having figured out everyone else's problem is of no joy if yours are unresolved.
Anyone who thinks they have been through this or have experienced something similar or might have any problem at all, feel free to email me or Whatsapp me. Maybe we could talk it out. And hey, if you have answers or any abstract advice buzz me right away.
I hope to seek help and provide too.
Adios :)
I have been through this ��
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