My Panic Attack taught me to slow down.
Recently, I’ve been rushing and chasing my passion for writing like an absolute maniac.
Publishing every day, constantly searching for my next story.
I fell victim to believing I’m invincible, sleeping 4–5 hours a day; pretty much constantly thinking about writing.
In part, the fault is also my disillusion that I forgot I could beat my depression and panic disorder by pursuing writing and forcing myself to keep repeating the process day in and day out.
Well except this morning, my horror caught up with me.
As I posted my first article of the day, I could feel the dark looming shadow of defeat was about to take over me.
Falling deeply back into the hole, I’d thought I could jump over.
Time to take a break, was a message clear as day — as I vomited my guts out and failed to contain myself.
I fell unconscious and was awoken finally, with a drip attached to my arm — reminding me, as it slowly drained it’s magic liquid into my blood stream; take it easy.
Time to slow down.
Maybe it’s a message I felt was worth sharing, hence me writing this even though I’ve been told to take a break — which I will.
There’s no rush, don’t fall victim to what I did.
Your health is more important.
If we ignore our health, we can’t pursue our goals.
It’s important to put the necessary time into achieving what we care about, but not at the expense of ignoring health.
I’ve learnt my lesson, and hopefully it may help others too.
I guess I will take a break, take a step back — rethink my work and pursuit, instead of running head first.
It’s a crucial lesson, one I learnt the hard way.
Hopefully you don’t have to.
Kind Regards and Much Love,