
Not long ago, I felt trapped in a whirlwind. My mind was filled with dreams, ideas, and ambitions, yet my body and heart felt disconnected, lost in a haze. I was a passive observer in my own life, endlessly scrolling through social media, consuming endless streams of distractions that only left me drained. I was tired, so deeply tired, not just physically, but emotionally. The constant noise, comparisons, and judgments made me feel like I was sinking in a sea of external opinions. I wanted out, but I didn’t know how…
Then one day, I made two life-altering decisions: I quit antidepressants and I stopped scrolling. Both at once. It wasn’t easy. The meds had been my crutch, dulling the sharp edges of my emotions and numbing me to both pain and joy. But I could feel it, I was stuck. My spirit felt dim, like a fire that had been smothered. It was time to reclaim it.
I let go of TikTok, let go of the mindless scrolling. I stopped feeding myself the noise that had been robbing me of my energy. It felt like peeling off layers of old skin… like I was emerging into fresh air for the first time in a long while. At the same time, I stopped relying on antidepressants. They had been masking my pain, but they were also masking my potential…
"If I can still dream of these things, they are meant for me," I whispered to myself. I trusted that my energy would return, that I could rediscover myself, and that it was time to reconnect with the world, and with me.
At first, I didn’t rush. I didn’t need to be constantly doing something. I learned to simply be. I let myself feel the world around me again. I began savoring simple moments. Like my morning coffee. No more scrolling through my phone while drinking it in a rush. I sat with it. Felt the warmth of the mug in my hands. I closed my eyes and tasted the richness, the depth. It was like I had rediscovered a hidden joy in the mundane.
I started moving more. And with every step, I felt my soul start to wake up. The world around me became more vibrant. Nature called me. I daydreamed about the waves dancing on the shore, the sun sparkling on the water. I imagined the sand slipping between my toes, the wind in my hair. I allowed myself to get lost in the beauty of life, the simple, grounding beauty of the world that had been there all along. I felt more connected. Alive. Free.
And with this shift came my energy. I started to wash the dishes with intention, to clean the floors with purpose. What used to feel like chores now felt like acts of self-care, like I was reclaiming pieces of my own power, one dish at a time. The simple things, like scrubbing a pan or mopping the floor, became moments of celebration, not burden. I felt the energy in my body surge back. I felt my spirit lift.
Daydreaming about the dance of the waves and the warmth of the sun became more than just passing thoughts. They were moments of pure joy. I realized that it wasn’t the grand achievements I was chasing, it was the beauty of life, the small things… the quiet moments of peace and presence. There was joy in being present, in feeling the ground beneath my feet, in listening to the rhythm of the world around me.
I didn’t need the noise. I didn’t need the distractions. I didn’t need to compare myself to others. The energy, the joy, the motivation I had been seeking was always inside me. It was only when I let go of everything else, when I stopped numbing myself and started feeling, that I began to find it again.
Today, I am proud of this journey. I’ve learned that it’s not about perfection or achievement or keeping up with the world. It’s about reconnecting with my own rhythm, finding joy in the smallest things, and honoring the energy that was always there. I don't need to fill every moment with noise. The energy, the joy, the beauty of life are right here, inside me and all around me. I just had to slow down enough to feel it.
And now, I walk this path, alive, energized, and ready to embrace the beauty of life with an open heart. Every moment is a gift, and I am here to receive it.
Are you too?