How does it feel to have everything on your plate,but lose yourself in the process of filling it?
I know, it is completely inane and off putting to start a blog with an irrelevant, opposite-positive question. But isn’t this what every single being is going through?

I was adamant into investing my mental health and my energy into the thing that I love, no doubt I went ahead and took it, because it was the right choice, but what about fulfilling. It partially is and half I’m doing my best to make it happen.
I was valiant enough to move away from my comfort zone, to a place I didn’t even know had a character of it’s own.
It’s been week,Here I am here on my own, sailing on a calm shore, honestly preparing myself for tides!
Will be back with an update on how much I’ve grown and confiscated my life.
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