I have felt fairly depleted lately for a modicum of reasons like being forced into spaces and time around toxic people. Having conversations with poisonous people, whereby they tried incessantly to break me down with gaslighting, ignorance and my displaced trust in people I truly believed in.
After days of eating everything with chips, I spent a weekend in bed doing what I discovered is known as rotting. It made me chuckle a little, as I never once thought that staying indoors, in bed and deep in my own thoughts, would translate into rotting.
A few months ago, I was betrayed by my closest friend, and in that moment, I knew that all the mini red flags that others had waved around me were accurate and that I was stupid for ignoring them. Fast-forward to last weekend, and honestly, I felt a little blue for reasons I’m not ready to disclose. Last weekend was not about rotting but about self-care and self-respect for the time I needed to lay back and contextualise everything. I do not see the previous weekend as a wasted one; I see it more as a chance to delve into myself and allow myself time to feel and process.
Maybe, in a weird way, I was rotting away – but you know something, every day does not have to be a ‘work day’ or even a ‘productive’ one. The days have now passed, and I’m mentally in a better space. I’ve distanced myself from toxic people and surroundings; I’m thankful that I have the ability to plan right and plan ahead to make future steps a little easier to take. I mean, life isn’t a competition, and my heartbeat will end one day, unknown. However, it is still important to step back and relax.
Live a healthy life,
Love,
Unique Fatso
Unique Fatso 