These days I can’t seem to get a grip. My brain feels foggy. The harder I try to focus, the more it slips away. It’s like trying to catch smoke with my bare hands. I no longer feel the drive to work, to write and/or to create. There’s just something about the air these days, that’s pulling my brain into an endless, perpetual fog. All I want to do is to float in limbo, doing nothing, while a swarm of thoughts buzz in my head, telling me to get up, be productive and just do something. But I can’t think. I don’t feel like doing anything. And that’s the hardest part. Somehow I have to pick myself up and force myself to do something productive, just to fill my days with purpose. I was fully convinced that if I just force myself to start somewhere, the momentum would follow, just like it always does. But I just simply don’t feel like doing anything. Nor do I even feel like saying anything. Even the smallest steps feel like dragging my feet through wet cement. It’s a terrible idea to scroll through my phone when I’m deep in this fog. Even as a distraction, it only makes things worse. The haze doesn’t lift, it just grows thicker. Especially when my feeds are filled with everyone doing things, living, creating, working. Being productive. While I’m here, just drifting away. I know that this isn’t something permanent, but I just can’t help the frustration that’s simmering within. My mind constantly pushes me to do something about it, to write, to create, to work. But I can’t. I simply can’t produce anything that’s remotely satisfying. The momentum’s just not there. Am I on the verge of another burnout? Possibly. The symptoms definitely feel all too familiar. And honest, I think I’ve also been too hard on myself lately. I’ve been pushing my body and my mind past its limits, constantly demanding for more, pushing myself to be better, to write better. All whilst comparing my work to the most impossible standards. ‘Cause here’s the thing: the more we pour out our energies, the more we risk losing who we are, unless we find healthy ways to fill it back in.
Maybe that’s why there are so many people out there who seem messed up. If we never learn how to balance the output of our energies, that imbalance will eventually catches up to us. And let me tell you, based on my experience, it never ends well. You might be wondering if I’m experiencing one of the worst brain fogs known to humankind, how the hell did I find the will to write this down? Well, I’m honestly practicing. Even with this thick fog surrounding my brain, I tell myself to power through. Even when the words may come out clunky or repetitive, I tell myself that this should be considered an achievement, as well. It’s certainly better than nothing. At least I can manage putting something on the page, that something my readers could relate. And that’s enough for me. After all, it’s the reason why I started this in the first place. Not to strive for perfection, but to create a safe space for anyone who’s struggling. A place to feel seen for us normal people, in a world that so often pushes us down. That’s why it’s so important to remind ourselves why we began our journeys in the first place. To look back and appreciate all the small wins, instead of punishing ourselves for not doing more. Because the truth is, not every day we are filled with the right amount of energy to conquer a mountain. Sometimes, just sitting by the foot of the mountain, simply breathing and appreciating the view is enough. You never know what you might find, after all. Never know the connections or memories you might foster. Anything to survive, right? Even when it looks like it’s just simply standing still. And that’s okay. Sincerely, Cherie. The Whiffler is free today. But if you enjoyed this post, you can tell The Whiffler that their writing is valuable by pledging a future subscription. You won't be charged unless they enable payments.
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Thursday, 10 July 2025
The Fog Thickens...
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