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Sunday, 11 June 2017

I took some time off Instagram because I became too insecure with the content I post. It wasn't the first time I've done so but it's gotten to a whole new level of toxicity that I've never experienced before. It was all overwhelming and what crushed me was that I couldn’t do too much about it. At first I thought it was because of the need to post every photo I have on my phone but it turned out to be a whole deeper thing than that. I became too absorbed with the details that even the smallest thing ticked me off and could ruin my mood for a whole week.

Battling with anxiety all my life, I care about two things and two things only: (1) the crushing psychological weight of being alive and (2) every person on earth and their opinion of me. It had hindered me from doing so much because I stopped myself from doing what I really want to do or from trying out new things just because I’m afraid of what other people have to say about it. I would make up crazy, sometimes unrealistic scenarios inside my head and would end up not pursuing the thing. The smallest, most minute and irrelevant thing to you may be a whole big deal to me that takes up 90% of my working brain cells at a given time because I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about it. Even now, I feel compelled to explain everything I do to other people just so they don’t get the wrong idea and talk bad about me.

I strive so hard to be that perfect person who never makes mistakes but what I fail to realise now and again is that in the end I’m human too, and it’s okay to make mistakes and people will or will not judge you for those mistakes but the most important thing is; I am not defined by my mistakes. I let too much negativity inside my head and I knew I had to take time off from the sole reason I feel that way in order to keep my shit together.

Good thing now that I don’t feel the need to catch up with what people post online and honestly it’s been so blissful. I untangled myself from that toxic chain and I think it’s important for us to start realising how soaked up we are with social media nowadays and always remember to take care of ourselves to make sure we function well, physically and mentally. People tend to neglect their mental health because it’s still pretty much taboo to openly discuss about them coupled with the stigma surrounding people suffering from mental health problems. Also, sometimes it’s not that we don’t want to talk about them but it’s more of not knowing how to open up or where to start. I found the best and most therapeutic thing to do is to write about my feelings hence the existence of my blog. It’s done wonders to my mental state and kept me sane well enough so I could go through my days feeling refreshed and unbothered. Okay, it’s gotten too long but let’s start talking about mental health and start taking care of ourselves and not let all those negativity bottled up inside of you for too long 'cause it ain’t good for you, boo.
Black Moustache