Stumbling across my own sad writing 4 years later was not on my bingo card for 2025. I woke up today determined to write something just to get my brain working. Turns out I have been in the same ditch since 2021.
I might be biased but I do think 2021 me was funnier. Like.. that's just a little girl thinking too much about herself. God knows why I stopped writing after just one post (which I don't even remember writing in the first place).
My neighbour chechi is an English professor. Once during the pandemic years, I had sent her a link to one of my articles that had been published in Women's Web. Since then, every time we see each other, she asks me what new thing I have written, that I should keep writing, etc. I do think she is just being nice because she is a nice person like that. But, I have really been in a slump mental health-wise and writing and using my brain for something won't put me in a worse place than I already am in.
So this is me attempting to start writing again. Zero idea what the over-arching theme of the blogs is going to be but i suspect it will just end up being a sophisticated version of my journal entries. Younger me would fret over the lack of creative juices flowing through me right now but present me is more than happy that I am able to form full sentences that aren't filled with texting abbreviations.
So yay ! Writing era (or something like that).
