I Didn’t Realize I Was in a Creative Slump

journal entry #1
a quiet reflection

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I didn’t realize how long it had been until I looked back at my work.
Somewhere over the last five months, I stopped feeling like myself creatively.

Days turned into weeks.

And then I would dread walking by my desk...because of of the giant shame & guilt ball I felt in the pit of my stomach.

I tried to push through it at first. New ideas, new routines, even forcing myself to sit down and paint.
But nothing felt like it was moving. It just felt…quiet in a way that made me wildly uncomfortable.

I think part of it was seasonal. Everything felt heavier, slower. Even the things I love didn’t feel as exciting to me. When I get overwhelmed, I don’t always fight it head-on like I should.

Even worse, I hardly reach out.

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“It’s less of a decision and more of a drift, I think.”

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I disappear a little. Not dramatically…just enough to feel like I’m somewhere else.

I don’t have a clean ending for this.

I just know that this season existed, and maybe saying it out loud (or typing it) is the first step in finding my way back.

thank you for reading.