I watched Julie & Julia for the 100th time today, and ended up bursting into tears, again. The pressure from work seems to be getting to me, and I can’t take this unhappiness anymore. I am thankful for my job, but I feel like a stranger to myself. Has it ever happened to you? It’s like I don’t even know myself anymore. I’m just this person that goes to work and breaks down in the washroom all the time.
While watching the movie, something inside me cracked and I realized I have to try and find a way out. So here I am, giving blogging another try. My last attempt was a cringe-inducing experience, in which I tried to mimic the voices of so many other bloggers to oblivion (see: “YOU GUYS. THIS RECIPE IS SO MY LIFE RIGHT NOW”). Thankfully, this phase did not last long.
From now on, I promise to be truthful to myself, and to give this thing a fair chance. I’m trying to avoid having any romantically hopes&dreams over the entire blogging thing, but it’ll be a shame if I won’t at least give it a chance.