Just exhausted...

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Hi Friends!!! I am back with another post. Hope you all are doing well. So, this is my 25th blog, and over the past 7-8 months I have written blogs on a variety of topics.

I have written about nature, emotions, friendship, trust, questions, dreams, changes, patience, fear, human nature,...the list goes on. I poured out my thoughts and my heart into all these blogs. Now, things feel different...

I am going to be completely honest with you all. The blogs that I wrote recently got very few views, with the past one having just two. Maybe my blogs aren't interesting anymore or maybe my readers just don't have time for them. Yet, I continue writing, because for me, it was never about views or followers. 

I started writing blogs for two main reasons: Firstly, writing about my thoughts and emotions makes me feel good. Secondly, I always hoped that maybe someday my blogs would inspire someone or make them happy, at least momentarily. I wanted to make the world a little bit better, one step at a time.

If you read my blogs, you must know that I often speak of things like self-positivity, loving yourself, and being yourself. However, for the past few weeks, I had been feeling a lack of these things in myself. I felt....exhausted and tired of all this.


For quite some time, I had been feeling gloomy and all that. I read books to try and just get over it. I enjoyed reading the books, but that feeling continued to exist in my heart. Then, I finally found peace, and looks like all I needed for said peace, was my family, more specifically my cousins. After meeting and spending some time with them, I feel a lot better. I'll have to give special credit to my didi.

Now, Di if you are reading this, I would like to thank you. You may not realize it, but you have helped a lot. Talking to you after all this time, made me feel better. Dude, talking to you always feels great. I relate to you, and just in case, if you don't know, I am always there for you. The time that I spent with my brother and sisters, really reminded me of my true objective for starting this blog.

I will also thank you, dear readers, for spending your precious time and reading my blogs. I hope these blogs make your day just a little bit better. I have decided that I will continue to write these blogs. Maybe not as frequently, but I will keep writing.

Anyway, that's all from my side. See you in the next blog.

Until then, have fun and be safe.

Adiós.




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