I won’t blame you if you’ve assumed I’m dead, hibernating or never coming back. After reading numerous posts on how to get back to your blog after taking a break I’ve decided that I’m not going to follow anything I’ve read. How can I just not talk about my absence from the blog and just avoid it like it should get a hint and run away? Not happening.
I stopped blogging in October, and back then it wasn’t conscious decision. I didn’t just wake up and decide to stop blogging. It happened. Amidst the piles of work and sleepless nights, I stopped having the ability to process my thoughts here. I was still writing, for class, but I never figured out how to access this space again. For a while I just got caught up with assignments. But then, in the last month or so of being relatively free, it’s been hard to return here.
I think I just felt like I had too much to say, too much to catch up on and I’d been gone too long. Everything looked unfamiliar.
Today, I woke up and decided that I was tired of feeling like a stranger on my blog and that is why I’m here. For a long time I felt like I’d outgrown this space or I couldn’t do this anymore but that wasn’t it. I’ve written on this blog since before I could construct meaningful sentences, there’s so much here and this blog has been a constant in the process of growing up. It always will be. I think the unfamiliarity scared me. But I’m done with waking up and feeling like I can’t write here.
A little break the ice thing since it’s been long:
I’ve been painting and documenting my doodles and drawings on everydaywithart.tumblr.com
I’ve been travelling a lot more in the last two months than I have in the last two years.
Being back on this blog feels really nice. It always was my happy space.
There’s a surprise coming up soooooooooooooon.
I graduated. I’m done with college.
I cut my hair a while ago.
I’m still fat.
Outfit details: Skirt: Splash, Shoes: American Swan
I’ve often been told, "Oh Sonaksha, you look so pretty, but...if you lost a little weight beta (child).” I’m so tired of the buts. I’m so tired of having to appear thin. So I decided to wear this - a crop top and this skirt that I love and everyone else hates because it ‘makes me look fat’. Well there’s nothing to be made, because I am.
Now that it’s out of the way.
I’ll see you soon.
I’ve missed you.