Everything I do, or try to do, feels like Mission: Impossible. My goals for the year are already slipping away. One of them is keeping up a social media posting schedule; I should have posts lined up in my calendar, but I haven’t gotten anything done (only one). This month is going by so fast. It’s almost the middle of the month, and it’s only a matter of time before the month is over. It wouldn’t matter if I were writing about daily things, but when it comes to writing texts for finding paying clients, so I can become an entrepreneur. The years seem to begin the same way. I have hopes and dreams for that year, but suddenly it’s April. I thought 2026 would be my year. But that’s what I have been telling myself for years.
Sometimes it feels like I have ADHD, but in my head. I have so many things I want to say, or in my case, write. But you can’t say everything at once. Dealing with different subjects in a short period of time doesn’t work. I want to share my thoughts about different things. My brain is like a high-speed internet connection, but the delivery is on dial-up. If the Internet didn’t exist, I would write in a diary as I did before. Some days I wonder if people like my posts only because of the image, or if they actually read the text. Sometimes when I post, I get a like a little too quickly, especially if the text is long. No one can read that fast! Despite that, I keep writing because I know there is always someone out there who appreciates a long read.
I write my thoughts on different things on my mobile or Google Docs, but then I try to write about one subject, even getting help from AI, I still get a feeling I need to say everything at once. I need to learn to be patient and keep in mind that I don’t need to write and share things all at once. Then it might not be a mission impossible, and the stress won’t exist.
In my world 