Lately I’ve been getting a lot of questions about my spirit. Apparently the words I put to web lead many to believe I am depressed. Even my mom was concerned about me. Let me be clear: I’m not depressed in the least. In truth, I’m extremely happy and hopeful about life. I recognize that there are crater-sized pitfalls all around me, but I also realize I am exactly where I want to be at this point in my journey. Moreover, I have a solid support system in place–people who love me and care about the writing I do and the things I love. This is an extremely fortunate thing; something not a lot of people can say.
Part of why I think people feel I’m somber is because I am so dang entrenched in thought and consideration. There are times where I feel completely overwhelmed and times where I feel like I have nothing at all to do, which leads to this sense of imbalance, and if anything this lack of pure giggles 24/7 is a result of really feeling how that imbalance affects me. I automatically feel better when I’m overwhelmed, because I don’t know what to do with myself when I don’t have a lot to do. Conversely, I get burned out very fast when I am overwhelmed, which leads to a great deal of fatigue. None of it is healthy. So, I’ve been trying to step back and process how I think and see the world and consider better ways to do things–considering balance.
Balance, I think is the most important thing to achieve in life, because a balanced man moves forward without falling into those pitfalls.