I've always wanted a blog since the first time I found blogger through some YouTuber around 2007. I wish I had more details to make this a better story, but that's honestly all I can remember. I can't tell you who or what blog it was, but the idea of people reading an online journal of sorts was fascinating to me. It wouldn't be until 2015/2016 that I would become interested in self-care.

As someone who has had depression all her life, it would have been helpful to be practicing mindful breathing, yoga, and clean eating for a while before I finally realized what powers these things had. And I'm still ignorant about the holistic game.

I have the bad habit of reading a lot but then not retaining anything that I had just learned. I drown myself in YouTube videos, blogs, books, podcasts, and magazines all about healing and helping oneself. Rarely do I put this "knowledge" into action, though.

I try writing it down in my "Self Help" spiral notebook (more on that later) and reading it whenever I'm feeling inspired...yet I remain in the oh-so-familiar slump.

Yes, I am getting into better habits again (I was a pretty well-oiled machine this summer), but with the stress of my senior year of college pressing down on me, it makes nearly everything unenjoyable and my drive to do things, things I love, diminish into nothing. That's why it took so long for this post #2.

There are some habits I've been sticking too recently, however. I'm dry brushing my trobles away before each shower, trying to do a quick morning yoga, and recently switched to natural deodorant which can surprise you with how much good it does for this girl.



Yeah. I bet I'll make it.