I’m exhausted, I want money but this work is not for me

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I’m working as a content writer in a small company for quite a few days. From the day I’ve started work here, I’m not much confident with my writing. As every day I’ve created something new but seems like it’s all fake. I don’t know this feeling, am I too overwhelmed or is this not working for me?

https://19lifetales.wordpress.com/2021/11/19/am-i-a-bad-writer

Featured image source: https://19lifetales.wordpress.com/2021/08/08/an-update-to-my-life

I want to emulate certain aspects of their lifestyles, which in turn then influences the kind of content I would choose to create as well

Keywords: BCM241 Media Ethnographies

These kinds of videos include things like cooking, healthy recipe ideas, fashion, books and movies, general life chores, casual conversations; all done in a conversational, relaxing, informal video style, as if you are catching up with a friend.

https://kimliaa.wordpress.com/2021/08/19/vlog-n-roll

I don’t have to act on urges (emotions) that rise up in me, especially if they are truly not the best for me or others

Keywords: life coaching , path of peace , simple living 2 , boundaries , contentment , creating better habits

My goal is to remind myself to see the urge, not as a command that I am required to follow, but simply a suggestion from the child within me. I can then be aware to look for the good things that can come from the situation, even if it’s uncontrolled. I don’t need to control things to enjoy them, I can just let them happen.

https://dearsheri.com/2021/07/08/being-in-control-real-or-illusion

I used to be the most important person in their lives, but they’ve grown up without so much as a backward glance

Keywords: life at 40 , growing up , motherhood , woman

I peer back into the past to see if I can catch a glimpse of an earlier version of me, but that person was young and full of insecurities. And our dreams no longer match up. I’m wiser now, rounder in both body and spirit, and with mileage in my soul, I see barely a shadow of myself in the younger version of me. Like an oak tree contemplating an acorn I suppose. There is something quite liberating in this activity though. Pleasure floods through me when I realise I am no longer as fragile, no longer as desperate to be liked or no longer as hungry to make my mark on the world. I am, I come to a startling conclusion, content. I mull this concept around in my mind for a while. Contentment. It is so far from what I think I wanted in life, and yet, I like the way it feels. Smooth. Pleasing. Comfortable. I’m shrugging this on, like my new furry coatigan, while I work out what I want to do for this next stage of my life. How I want to spend my time and energy, which is less boundless than it once was. And I come to the conclusion that this stage of life is a gift. An opportunity to think again about where to direct oneself. It comes with the acceptance that there is no destination that does not fly past before you’ve had time to unpack and change the bed linen. Life is flow. Life is motion. Life is what happens between events. Life must be lived in the moment.

https://sharlenezeederberg.com/2021/06/15/growing-up

When you care about what everyone around you has to say about you, you’re miserable and when you stop caring about it all, you’re just lost

Keywords: fuck everything , life , mundane

You don’t know whether you’re happy or sad or content cuz you’re doing whatever you want but mostly you’re just not saying NO to being anybody’s side dish. You’re just going along with everything to the point of not knowing what you want actually.

https://bizarrelittlethings.wordpress.com/2020/10/25/this-is-who-i-am-now