Since I was a child I was in a continuous rush and I’ve always tried to do more than I could handle. I remember that when I was in school I used to do a lot of extra homework for most of the disciplines. It was already a lot for a children and now that I think about it, I don’t really think it helped me that much later on, other than building consistency, but society taught us that we had to do more and more in order to succeed. Thus I have always participated in a lot of school contests and extracurricular activities and extra homework was some kind of hobby for me. And no, I am not trying to show off (if I could go back to those years… yeah, I would probably do the same, silly me), but honestly I was surprised by how many notebooks written by hand I had in school when I reorganized all my books and notebooks.
I continued this practice even during faculty (told you, silly me). I studied and worked a lot, I didn’t respect myself and my sleep hours, I ate in a hurry and often unhealthy food. The truth is nobody asked me to do so. Nobody asked me to work until 2 or 3 in the morning. I was the one pushing myself. And then I started to feel weaker and tired day by day. I also had some health issues. All because I didn’t take care of myself, because I pushed myself when it wasn’t the case. My body was yelling but I couldn’t free myself from the prison I had build. Until very recently, more exactly this year. I decided to change my habits and to try healthier ones. This is what I usually do at the beginning of the year. I always had New Year resolutions. But they usually sounded like this : This year I have to take a lot of 10 in school! (the equivalent of A).
For the 2020 resolutions, I wanted for the first time to do something that would mean a real improvement to me. So I set 2 big objectives: to lose weight and to start keeping a journal. And I did both, which gives me so much satisfaction and motivation to continue making more healthy and practical decisions.
Journaling and later my encounter with minimalism helped me a lot to calm my mind and to realize that I was missing a lot of things because I was always in a hurry. Through journaling I became more organized and it also became a motivation for starting this blog. Minimalism taught me to slow down and helped me become more responsible and more mindful about my everyday life. Slowing down is a continuous practice, not a destination. I will never be able to master it, but I will certainly enjoy the process.