It’s been a challenging couple of weeks. Anyone close to me knows that I grapple with my mental health. Recently, my struggles have been compounded by practical difficulties, like having to repair both my car and my camera. While I have a spare camera and access to another car, these disruptions have left me feeling a bit lost. Adding to this, a close friend and client has cut contact with me due to what seems to be a miscommunication, leaving me in a state of uncertainty about the future of our relationship.
The weight of these challenges is more than just the sum of its parts. The uncertainty around the car and camera repairs, coupled with the potential loss of a significant relationship, has left me feeling overwhelmed, especially considering I am still in the early days of my business and soon to graduate, which in itself is a terrifying change to me.
This collective setback has brought me to a point where I’ve questioned my decisions and motivations. Despite my history of pushing through tough times, I find it difficult to muster the courage and enthusiasm to tackle each day. I owe a tremendous debt of gratitude to my partner, Becca, for her patience and support during the past few weeks.
While I don't have all the answers or an immediate solution, I am aware that I must pick myself up and continue to persevere. Even though it feels like I've been knocked down, I recognize that the only way forward is to stand up again and continue my journey.
This post serves partly as a personal release and partly as a reminder to anyone who might come across it that, no matter the circumstances, it’s essential to keep pushing forward, one step at a time.
To quote one of my favourite songs:
(Stay Happy There by la Dispute)
There's traffic on the bridge,
A woman on the ledge,
And everywhere the wind,
Everything is happening at once