Life seems tougher than ever for our generation. We're not under threat of conscription or war, like our grandparents, but oh my fuck our finances are crippling and we just don't have any down time. I mean, when was the last time you had an entire weekend away from the pressures of the internet, doing whatever you wanted without thinking about all the things you could have been doing? All of the Insta content you *could* get if you didn't spend all weekend in your PJs, or how much you could be expanding your CV if you'd taken up a hobby/were expanding your writing portfolio, etc etc.
Recently this pressure has really gotten to me. I genuinely struggled all through January and the start of February. I was getting up, writing three different to-do lists for the day, going to work, coming home and immediately getting to work on a variety of chores/blog work bits until it was bed time. I'd stopped drinking and doing things with friends because it was wasting time that could otherwise be productive.
I'd been putting myself under an insane amount of pressure to constantly be 'on' and I wasn't happy. But taking myself 'off' to do things I really wanted to do was filling me with absolute guilt because oh my god THAT was obviously why my life isn't where I want it to be, right?
For the past four or five days I've ditched the list pads, and I'm working on finding a balance between doing all the things I need to do (my washing pile is beckoning right now), and doing things that I love, and that won't further my career, or my blog, or my life prospects. And I've been so much more at peace with myself.
Today's post is really a reminder that you're not obliged to fill your weekends with things that others are doing, or things that you're forcing yourself to do. Just getting up is perfectly enough. We don't need to spend all day everyday forcing content out of ourselves, we don't need to do anything, and taking time off is needed.