I'm cleaning up my desktop today, in order to organize for the rest of the semester. I came across a blog post I had sketched during the christmas break. At the time I was pretty ill, and I couldn't understand, if I was always on top of my work, why my body couldn't keep up.
I realized much later, I needed the break. And having my butt handed to me by life, was the only way I'd stop for a while.
Ironically for Christmas I came home to a new queen size bed. The universe just really knew I wanted some sleep.
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The easiest way to explain how I got there, was I had a lot of goals this year, and they were all within reach. Instead of settling, I spread myself thin and reached for them all. Ironically that's an easy way to lose your skin.
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At the time, I didn't care, I had everything. I was just bigger and stronger than all the pain it took to get there.
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I realized later, taking on all the responsibility was an easy way to get killed. And left other people unable to help themselves, when I was down for the count.
Doing something about your problems is always a good attitude to have. But sometimes leaving things alone is the only way to deal with it.
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I'm very happy to be back to my old self. At least in personality. I may still be a little tired and itchy, but I know myself better, and can still be as kind and helpful as ever.
But only when people ask for it... :D
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P.S. I'm back on track to meet all those goals I wanted before, but now I get some sleep, and am personally much happier. Being a nice guy means I have great friends, that'll help me whenever I need it.
!!Thanks everybody who's been there for me these past couple months!!
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