To Write With Passion

I've mentally and emotionally drained myself out the past couple of months. For what? I honestly don't know. I let my emotions get the best of me. I let one experience ruin my outlook on life. It's the one thing I didn't want to do and yet, I couldn't help it. I've literally sank to the bottom at one point and didn't want to get back up. The point is, I'm done caring too much when it's not needed. I'm done over worrying. I'm done letting myself drown in my own self pity. I'm not invalidating my depression. I'm not saying that it's cured miraculously or that I will never experience another downfall again. I'm just saying that I'm done letting it take over me. Life is about choices and how we act upon those choices. We make mistakes. And I need to learn to move on from those mistakes. One of those mistakes is possibly keeping this blog up for so long without trying to look for other mediums. Which is why in the next few ...

Around the middle of January, I decided to give something up; social media. It wasn't a difficult decision. After years and years of it consuming a huge part of my life and my constant need to have my phone on me at all times made it clear. I needed to stop. Part of it was because I just felt like it was taking over my life. Another reason was that I just relied on it so much to provide some sort of comfort in knowing what people were always up to. Facebook was always my least favorite and initially was meant to update and connect with family in Mexico and close friends. Well, it turned into more than that and it became a negative source for me over time. I had already deleted my original account and created a new account with only a few select family and friends, but I hastily decided that I needed to rid of it altogether. Next was Instagram. I loved Instagram because it allowed me to share the pictures I took, which I absolutely love to do. But with all the new updates over the...