The hustler in me is tired.

I love the hustle, I live for the hustle. Trying to get goals fulfilled get dreams met and visions to materialize, this is the stuff I live for or lived for. And then I found myself burnt out and exhausted and suddenly I was sick of the hustle. I was dead tired and unmotivated. What happened to me? Then suddenly I am back to my old self slaying my work life, home life, building a startup, maintaining friendships and social commitments. I’m winning again. Then boom I’m once more in the pits can’t take it too much to do so I’m arrested in a state of deep overwhelm. And that was me, winging on the pendulum of hungry hustler to unmotivated, exhausted and overwhelmed wide-eyed girl. When do I say enough, this has to stop and ask “Do I have to do it all?”
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What Could be Worse than being Single on Valentine’s Day?

Every Valentines day for the past 5 years I have been single. It has sucked. It has sucked because you are relentlessly reminded of how lonely you are and how sad you should be. Even if you are content being single, for a brief moment you start to doubt yourself and question your own happiness because you do not have a significant other. It doesn't just start on February 14th but also the 2 weeks leading up to February 14th.
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