12.26.2018 San Francisco, CA, USA

You may have noticed a drastic drop-off in activity from me lately, not just here on the blog but throughout social media as well. I know I owe you an explanation.
Honestly, the past few months have been some of the hardest of my adult life.
My mental health has reached lows that I never even knew existed. This decline has been catalyzed by certain people, things, and most of all, change.
Turns out, moving 3,000 miles alone to a city in which you know zero people is not as Disney-channel-original-movie as it seems. The stress of moving, on top of acclimating to a completely new (and incredibly intimidating) school, only seemed to amplify any minor hiccup in my mental health.
In the last few months, my heart shattered in more ways than one. My homework load increased tenfold. I said yes to one too many opportunities out of excitement (or naivety) as the semester began, and soon found myself unable to give 100% to any of them. I unironically bought Sketchers. I lost an immeasurable amount of confidence in myself as a writer, creative, and human being. My free time was held hostage by so many rotating commitments, any creative battery I had left at the end of the day was spent deciding what to eat for dinner.
But I'm slowly starting to realize, as I do near the tail-end of all my midlife crises, that this rapid-fire series of emotional blows has not been leading me towards a fiery destruction.
No, this is a rebirth.
This post is one of those things that only seemed to get harder as time passed-with every deleted draft over the last month, I've gotten closer to just throwing my MacBook out the window and going off-grid once and for all.
But here we are. We're ripping off the band-aid together.
This is messy, raw, unkempt evolution. And, as always, I'm endlessly grateful to you for being a part of it.
I can't wait to see where this takes us. 

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