Hey, boo! What's drippin'?
Do you notice anything different about my blog? I surely hope you say you do.
First and foremost, I hope you guys are safe wherever you are. I am honestly super stoked in writing this post because I have so much to tell about. Let me just start with how hard I've been working these past couple of days to come up with a new blog name that would completely define me as a person. It has been really stressful for me, especially when I surely thought that I know myself and love myself hard enough and turns out I don't even know any specific words to describe me as a person fully. A creative? not really, a hospitality professional? I surely doubt that, a fashion enthusiast? partly true, an independent? not even. See? you can imagine how overwhelmed I've been feeling. The harder I tried to find out who am I and what I am, the more I realized that I actually don't know anything about me, I don't know what defines me the most as a person, I don't know what is actually the purpose of my life and what kind of person I want people to see me as and how I want to be perceived by people. It's all just completely blank pages. The worst thing is that I couldn't even bear with my own thoughts when I'm with nobody but myself. This quarantine has gotten me drowning in my own sorrow and I really felt like I couldn't swim back up to reality. It opened my eyes to see the unseen realities of my nightmare where I continuously trying to reach the surface but something dark and scary just holding on to my leg and pulled me away to the bottom of my sorrow without letting me catch a breathe. This is one of the millions thoughts that I have when I'm with nobody but myself. I am scared. This kind of thoughts has been trying to get me ever since I was forced to come back home from the United States because of this corona pandemic and I think this whole situation just put them in good favor. Unfortunately for me, they eventually got me when I have nowhere and no-one to go to. Feeling stuck? Feeling caged? very. Surely you will think that I feel stuck because I can't go anywhere physically, but no. It's my mind that's got stuck. It is my emotions that feel caged. When you start questioning about the meaning of your existence, that's when you'll know. When you have nothing to look forward to, I mean sure I do look forward to when quarantine is done but then what? I got nothing. The feeling of fear and couldn't comprehend with what's more to come have caused a huge chunk in my mind and soul like a black hole in space. I spend most of my time in my quarantine watching TED talks about learning.... to breathe. Imagine. Something that is so natural which you do involuntarily every single day and here I was learning about it. People mostly take their time to workout, cooking, dancing and even reading their favorite novels, On the other hand, I have to learn how to breathe and hoping it would soothe my anxiety even just for a bit.
Anxiety, certainly a word that most teenagers use these days. In all honesty, though, at this point I wouldn't blame you if you had said any word that would really offend me in some sort of ways and basically do anything that could trigger anxiety attacks because I've already been feeling anxious most days and can't even remember the last time I felt relaxed, so just bring it on. I would never thought I'll be that person who could feel so much anxiety and depression which made everything all of a sudden seems like life-threatening more or less. I really thought I loved myself strong enough not to let me feeling crushed into pieces like this. The thing is, I suppose I still can deal with the emotions but it's seriously not fun when you're playing with my sleep. I find it very hard to fall asleep and staying asleep, which repeatedly driving me insane and caused me an even greater stress. I tried everything to make me fall asleep such as working out, drinking tea, meditate, listen to relaxing music, and still here I am at 3.46 drowning in my own thoughts (may I have to remind you that this happens everyday?). It's truly so bad until I reached the point where my body couldn't care less if I take anymore sleeping pills, zero effects on me. Now, I promised myself that I would spare anyone the details about these things and just keep it to myself completely so I'm just going to leave you at that.
I basically tried any remedies that could help me to reduce my anxiety and so far this project what helps. Taking my mind off things by doing this project, even at some point it caused me a great amount of it too, but at least I'm keeping myself busy so I don't drown on that thoughts.
Moving on to this project that I've been talking from the start, it's all about deciding and choosing the perfect blog name that would truly define me and applying a completely different and new concept on designing my website. I would like to think my blog as my digital bullet journal in a way how dreambook works. I've been struggling really hard to even begin to think of a new name, along with coming up with the perfect name. You can't imagine how happy I was to finally be able to change that blog header into something that is way much more meaningful words. Not to mention, designing my blog's appearance which based on the most fundamental concept and ideas of my mind, my soul, and my beliefs. Also, I've been taking my time to do one's utmost ensuring this post and content would be very special considering this is the time and the moment when everything falls perfectly into place.
So. here we go, my first official record of my drip, my drip log.
Friday, June 12th 2020
Drip Diary,
Today, I decided to give myself some time to gain that confidence back and make myself feel a little bit better. I used that time by doing the things that I love and passionate about which is to take pictures. Surely, I know myself enough, I wouldn't take any pictures if I can't come up with a theme that I could develop into my pictures. You know how it is, the idea behind every pictures is what makes each picture tells a story on their own ways. I, as my own story teller and character, trying to develop an idea that was inspired by a trend that's been going-on on TikTok which is called the #voguechallenge. Please be mindful that I'm trying to portray a young lady who's been feeling left out lately but decided to bounce back because nothing beats the gift of being happy and enjoying your own company. I really wish these pictures will show and lead the readers into portraying this situation and feel those emotions through them admirably. If not, by all means knowing that I really tried my best into developing this idea is the satisfaction enough for myself.
That would be the dream if I would be able to know what my readers think about this post nor about the new name and new look of my digital journal. If only there is some sort of ways for my readers to be able for letting me know what's inside their minds such as putting it into writings (a.k.a comments). I really think that's about it for today's log and oh I also want to let my readers know that I made a whole youtube video about the background story and the whole reasons of me for choosing the drip log as the new name. You can check it out if you're interested, no pressure, I will surely share it later on, I would put the link down below once I published it so I guess just make sure to come back and check... oh OR I have a better idea, don't you think subscribing to my youtube channel would be easier than to come back here just to check? hell yeah! I thought so too! Either way, just do what makes you feel more comfortable between those two options!<3 p="">3>
Nearly 4am, better try to sleep.
Don't forget to dream big, drip hard.
Shhh time to dream, goodnight beautiful dreamers!
Sincerely,
Dind.























