how social media kills my creative energy


Some of it is good. 

Too much of it suffocates. Kills. Extinguishes. 

I create pressure for myself in several ways. Sometimes, I remind myself how long I have been working towards a particular goal, and then tell myself, “you could’ve finished that by now.”  Other times, I think about people my age and all they’ve accomplished and acquired (master’s degree holders, homeowners *yes, my age*, and first promotions) and I tell myself, “if only you would’ve kept a job long enough or gone for that master’s..” 

Dealing with all of this is difficult. Managing my expectations for myself, and keeping others’ expectations out of my mind, is a daunting task. It means that I have not yet gained the confidence needed to completely walk in my purpose–people’s opinions have to matter less when you’re going into your creative lane.  Creativity is guided by intuition, and is most readily available to us when we are allowing ourselves to process our emotions. Emotional energy has a direct correlation to creative energy. This is where social media comes in:

I hate to be that person on social media whose stuff you want to swipe away from or scroll past because it’s negative or portraying some sort of strong emotion. However, as someone who shares their work mainly via these channels, authenticity had become more important than posting content I knew people would like. Authenticity is still key in what I’m doing, but I’ve also learned this: I have much more emotional agility than a lot of people I know. I can process my emotions in a way that doesn’t trigger me anymore, but I’m sure I have triggered others with my work. I have used my writing as therapy to a certain extent, and I realize that means a lot of my work is raw and hard to process. 

Social media is also a place where I have expanded my platform by serving and guiding others. I have discussed a variety of topics at length, both in my blog and via live sessions on Instagram. It’s a place where people look to me for inspiration, motivation, and reassurance. These are aspects of my platform I normally enjoy, but as of late I was finding myself drained. 

I was too busy posting on social media and trying to continue to help people that I was running on E again–like a car without gas, breaking down on the road unexpectedly. I was getting into altercations and experiencing serious fatigue followed by days of insomnia.  I wasn’t even processing my emotions. I was suppressing them in order to be able to “show up” for the people who look to me for help and guidance. Unable to work through emotions, I found myself with writer’s block all over again. 

My goals took a hit: I had to push back a personal deadline for a project, and my ego took a hit along with this deadline push. No longer clear on my immediate next steps, I went back to the drawing board. 

I checked in with myself about what needed work (within) and what I need to work on externally. What emotions need to be worked through so that I can complete this project? What stands in the way of making the next steps happen? Which obstacles are self-imposed? These were all key questions to ask myself, and the answers have given me the clarity to continue my journey in confidence. 

Some steps I took as a result: 

  • Gradually made myself less accessible to people (deleted IG from my phone, deleted my Snapchat account, allowed my phone service to be turned off, and deactivated Facebook)
  • Got back to writing in a journal 
  • Cut down the amount of time I spend on electronic devices 
  • Started a routine for working on my writing that is more synchronized with my current emotional state 

The number one thing that I struggle to remember at times is that success will not happen overnight–it is the result of consistently working towards goals and believing in the path you choose. You can have unlimited talent and potential, but you must exercise discipline, integrity, authencity, and balance in life in order to make use of it all. You have to trust and utilize your intuition. You have to ground yourself when things around you are in a state of chaos. You have to believe in your ability to execute your goals and make your dreams come true, and you have to be unapologetic about how you get to that state.  

So, shine on & take those breaks from life and people when you need them. Do it all in the name of your future. 

Sending love, light, and infinite blessings–


why i started being selfish and stopped giving a f*CK

First things first, nobody (including me) comes to life decisions like these overnight. I didn’t either. In fact, today I’m saying this and tomorrow I will find myself back in a situation where I feel like I need to save someone, but that’s just me. I live and I learn, and I take it one day at a time.

I started being selfish because, too often, I’ve been generous when someone’s behavior didn’t merit that. It’s not that people aren’t deserving of good deeds–it’s that you should always value yourself enough to stay out of situations where you are being taken for granted. We always know when someone isn’t appreciative of all that we do for them, yet we stick around hoping that one day they will thank us for our years of loyalty and give us our due credit.

The whole point is–it shouldn’t matter to us. We shouldn’t accept this or that just because at the end there will be an imaginary trophy from society for being the Robinhood of people who didn’t want any saving.


If you read my last post, you know that I struggle with this and as an empath, I feel the need to continue talking about it. Our souls persist on doing this so we must actively work towards preserving our energy for relationships and situations that serve us, that add to our wellbeing, that nourish us–things, places, and people that make us feel whole.

When I was a teenager, I remember being the really annoying friend that was always yelling about who should be doing what. In fact, my friends proudly and constantly referred to me as Fidel (not sure if I mentioned that here before, but it’s worth noting). I really just couldn’t shut the fuck up. I usually still can’t. My opinion has to make it out, because in my mind, my sometimes messy life means I’ve got a whole lots of messages to share with other people.

Anyway, I acted that way with family, friends, and boo’s too. There was a boy in particular whose business I was all over. Did he fill out college applications? Is he going to graduate on time? Did he get his assignments in? I went out of my way and beyond to make sure he was doing what he needed to do. Yes, I was being responsible for my stuff, but why add on the burden of worrying for someone else’s stuff? Mostly out of guilt for my lack of emotional availability. For me, caring about his business was my way of showing love.

I also had a boyfriend as a teen that I watched over all the time. He was confused about his path in life and I thought I could help him find the way… But after some time I realized I was forcing him to grow up faster than he wanted to. He wanted to take his time exploring.

Looking back, I want to laugh at the lengths I went to hide my feelings, to then show them in such obvious ways with grand gestures…



That’s the lesson I should’ve learned back then but kept learning over and over: there is a time for the lessons in people’s lives. Those times vary for everyone. Wish it would’ve stuck, but then:

College happened.

As I got older, I learned about social inequality. I had observed situations around me my whole life that made me think people were to blame for their own circumstances. If someone was poor, it was because they were lazy. I began to feel guilty for ever having felt that way, and in turn my guilt became part of this savior complex that I’ve been talking about.

I thought of how privileged I was to have been able to go away to college and get my degree. The more I learned, the more it was clear to me: not only was it more difficult for low-income families to send their kids to college, but the system is designed to be that way. When I learned all the nuts and bolts that make up the educational system in our country, I was even more determined, angry, and ready to fight for other people.

But case after case, as I helped more people, I realized that something needed to be done on a much larger level. Deep down, I had always known that, but never had the confidence to create a plan to do that. I had learned from many wise sayings that in order to create change, I had to embody it in some sense. I contemplated for a long time what a revolution in education would look like.

I have dreams that, if accomplished, would help everyone. So why not focus my time and efforts into making those dreams come true? I know that the people I love will always understand. I know that if I don’t do this now, I am missing out on some crucial years of my life. I know that being true to myself brought me the freedom I am enjoying from writing, working towards my goals, fulfilling my passion in life, and being honest in my relationships and friendships. I have created a life I can be pleased with. Better yet, I’ve learned how to find peace and happiness even when my circumstances aren’t the best. 

Selfishness hasn’t cost me anything I didn’t need. Selfishness has given me yoga, amazing moments sun-gazing, beautiful experiences in nature, long walks that allowed me to clear my thoughts, meditation that allowed me to slow down, and spirituality for my yearning soul. Selfishness has given me the opportunity to discover talents I did not know I possessed, and ideas that I never would have thought of had I stayed around negative people who did not want change just yet. Selfishness has given me freedom to enjoy the small moments in life, and to connect with the universe in a way that is deeply special.

I’m grateful for my selfishness–it taught me (and continues to teach me) that when I am at my best, I can be of best help to others.

Provide from your overflow, stay beautiful, stay selfish, and stay on top of your self-care!