I have shared hell of a lot about myself here on my site over the years. At certain times, I have wondered if I have shared ever so slightly too much. However, the fact that I am an open book cannot be stopped and I am returning today to speak to you guys about an incredibly important topic.
As I have shared before, for many years in my twenties, I didn’t do that much. I was battling daily with my OCD and depression. In order to help that, I often stayed home where I was able to control as much as possible. But I knew that I needed to make a change. In this post I am going to share with you a post about the importance of living your life and making memories.
How I lived for a long time.
Back when I was in my late teens, I was out hell of a lot. Partying and going nightclubbing well before I was of legal age. Then when I crossed into my twenties, I slowed down ever so slightly. My weekly nights out turned into monthly nights out. Then somewhere along the line, they became even less frequent. I saw myself doing this and slowly withdrawing from social plans, but I was happy at home and didn’t mind all that much. It would just be every now and again when I would suddenly realise that I hadn’t gone out with friends in almost 6 months that I knew something had to change.
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How my husband pushed me.
One of the reasons why my husband and I work so well together is because we are polar opposites. He loves nothing more than to be surrounded by a big group of people and socialising the night away. As the years have ticked by, he has worked hard to push me as gently as I possibly can from my comfort zone. Don’t get me wrong, sometimes he can step over the boundary of what I can possibly do, but he often gets it right. But he saw that there was a side of me that was itching to get out there and begin to live a more exciting life.
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Feeling like I was missing out.
The truth was, as I sat and looked at my life, I felt like there were periods where I had been missing out. I was seeing my friends heading out and having the time of their life. They had stories to tell about the escapades that they had got up to, while my life was being lived in my lounge. For a long time I loved my life and where I was at, but I couldn’t get away from the fact that it seemed to be like there was something missing and that I was feeling FOMO for the first time ever.
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Try to make up for lost time.
Once I had made the decision in my mind that I needed to make a change, I began to look at my life carefully. I reached out to people, made plans with them and really began to challenge myself to break down that wall. After heading out a few times, I realised that throughout my twenties, there was a huge part of my social life that I had being missing out on and very quickly I began to get a bug for it. It was almost like I was trying to make up for lost time by heading out as much as I possibly could.
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Trying to find my happy medium.
What I realised after some time was that I had to try and find balance. Even though I was happy that I had this new area of my life that was much more spontaneous and exciting, there was still a part of me that longed for my quiet life. I knew that I had to find a happy medium before I ended up sinking further into one side than the other, and not feeling like myself. More than anything, I had to learn to communicate better with the people around me and they helped me strike up a happy medium with how I was feeling.
As always, I hope you guys enjoyed this post and learning more about myself, my perspective and why I decided to make this change. It wasn’t an easy change for me to make. I know to some people it will just seem like I needed to get out of the house a little more, but it was rooted much deeper inside me, in many different ways. However, I am incredibly happy with where I am today, and I am glad that over the years I have got to make memories with those closes to me.
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