So my grandfather’s going into open heart surgery next week, I have no job, I won’t be with my family for close to two weeks, I have lost a lot of my drive to write, AND I just feel like crud most of the time.
Welcome to life.
Yeah. That’s the sad truth of it all. Everyone goes through hard times. Nobody is immune from the struggle of life. We will make mistakes. We will be wronged. Life won’t go our way. That’s just the way it is. We can’t avoid it, but we can go against it. We can push forward and do our best to make the most of things. Why would we care if life’s going to go badly for us? Because it’s not always going to be that way.
Your boyfriend will love you again. Your dreams will come into reality. The truth of everything is that there is no real truth to it all. For those who believe as I do, we hold onto the hope that life isn’t just a series of events set upon our life and death. It’s something more. Something beautiful. We can’t just stop when the hard times come. Even if you don’t believe as I do, you can’t simply give up.
What has giving up ever given you? Nothing, because it is nothing. If you give up, you have no chance of getting anywhere because you’re going nowhere. I know that I don’t have a drive to write right now, BUT I’m not going to stop completely. I’m not even on hiatus. If I was, I wouldn’t be reading or blogging at all. I wouldn’t care, because I wouldn’t be doing what I want with my time.
I have sworn to never take up a writing hiatus. Even if I don’t physically write for days or weeks at a time, I’m still writing in my head, thinking of what to do at certain points. I’m letting myself experience my career choice instead of letting it consume me in a dark spiral of hopelessness.
There is hope, and it starts with a choice. Do I choose to stop doing what I love, or do I choose to keep it on my mind while I’m unable to put it into action? There’s a lot of work that needs to be done, but with any job/dream/career it’s the end that matters. Lets not stop until we’ve made our mark.
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