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True: My One-Word Advice for Myself In 2022
2021 gave me the total meltdown I needed to regain courage.
I started 2020 with work, lots of it. I ended it the same way, only with the difference of being exhausted.
While that year was a gamechanger for most people, the year they went through major physical and emotional ups and downs, for me 2020 was just work. 12-hour days of work, including weekends and holidays. Yes, even Christmas.
I began 2021 having reclaimed the title “writer” for myself, and I thought I’d go on doing pretty much the same thing I had done so far. Just write, for other people. Maybe making time for a little bit of writing for myself every now and then, because I was already feeling like something was seriously lacking. I wasn’t happy.
What I didn’t foresee was that I’d end up too exhausted to work. Oh, and Covid, and brain fog. Or how that experience would end up changing everything for me, work-wise.
Life doesn’t always work out the way you think it will, does it?
In March, I was already battling serious anxiety with my freelance writing. I had been taking on too much work I didn’t care about, and doing it for far too little money.
