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She鈥檚 back 馃\n\nFirst I blamed it on my routines. Then I blamed it on burnout. Then I decided this content creator thing is just too hard and I wasn鈥檛 cut out for this. I let them become reasons to pull back and slowly give up instead of just obstacles to work through. \n\nOver the last month I spiraled into such a negative headspace that I forgot how far I鈥檝e already come, how much I鈥檝e already survived and pushed through.\n\nI just need to keep reminding myself the annoying truth, that things take time. Things take consistent work. What matters is that I keep taking actionable steps forward, even small ones, even on the days when it feels impossible 馃挬
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I'm wasting my fucking potential. Stop swearing. I know what I need to do to build my career, but instead, I'm floating, refreshing tabs, researching, doing everything except the thing that matters. You know what's really infuriating? Watching yourself waste time in real time, knowing you're capable of much more than just choosing no to do it. I used to wake up excited. I had passion, drive, a vision for where I was going. No, I just feel this low level dread that I'm letting it all slip away. And here's the rank, the harder it gets, the less I wanna show up. The guilt of not showing up makes me feel worse, which makes me wanna show up even less. It's a loop that destroys you solely. Better I'm starting to understand something. Being stuck isn't about your circumstances. It's about your state of mind. Every time you stop when it gets hard, you're teaching yourself that your emotions are in control. That discomfort gets to make the decision. No here's what I'm gonna do differently. I'm showing up today, right no, making this video even though I don't feel ready. I'm building evidence that I can do hard things regardless of how I feel. I'm accepting that this is gonna suck sometimes, that passion isn't always tier, that some days will feel like dragging myself through the mud, but I'm doing it anyway. Because if I don't, I'll look back in a year and hate myself even more. And that version of me, the one who didn't even try, I refuse to be her.
