I’ve been MIA. I can’t even deny it. It’s been 3 weeks and not one word from me here on the blog. For those that have been following me for the past 3 and a half years, you know sometimes I disappear for a little when I’m feeling overwhelmed. BUT! I always come back with an explanation of what’s been going on.
This summer was definitely trying for me. I’m still finding my way after leaving my stable job in real estate and I’ve been working so hard that I quite literally burnt out. I love following my dreams, don’t get me wrong, but no one tells you about the times where you just want to give it all up. The end of August/beginning of September really got the best of me. I began to question why I was chasing the dream and how much more of a sacrifice I am capable of giving. So, there I sat like a child in my parents bed, crying to my mom about wanting to feel “normal.” Whatever that means. My life hasn’t been “normal” since I was 5 years old and decided I wanted to be a professional storyteller.
My mom, realizing I haven’t taken a beat between building a career, maintaining my friendships, being with family, and the 800 weddings I’ve been invited to this year, told me I need to sit home for 5 days and remember what it’s like to be bored. Reset. Watch TV. Disconnect from social media.
Apparently, my mom wasn’t the only one who thought I needed a reset; my body shut down and I was sick for a week. When you won’t take a break, your body will force you to. After two days of sitting on the couch and watching countless episodes of Scandal (uhm hello, why didn’t I watch this show sooner?!), I slowly began to see the reset working, and while it wasn’t the same as laying on a beach somewhere far away, it was doing the job.
Do I feel 100% back to myself? No. I am, however, ready for the crazy EMMYS weekend that is about to start so let’s get to steppin’! Be sure to follow the escapes on my Insta-stories