It’s crazy how you can go from enjoying something to forcing yourself to do it. Blogging used to be a fun sport for me, but I don’t know what to call it anymore. A huge and draining task? Or maybe a phase my body wants to outgrow?
In one way or the other, we are alike. Maybe you had something you enjoyed doing, but now merely thinking about it leaves you exhausted. Welcome to my world!
The Re-cap
As long as we breathe, opportunities to start over will keep showing up.
Rough guess: like me, you’re fighting to enjoy the things that made you happy. Now, attempting them makes you feel stuck and burned out. Those thing you once cherished now makes you wonder when and how they became a burden.
It’s crazy how we go from enjoying something to pushing our self to do it. Blogging used to be a fun sport for me. These days, I don’t even know what to call it anymore. A draining task? Or a phase my body wants to outgrow?
Maybe you can relate. Maybe there’s something you used to love, but now the thought of doing it leaves you exhausted. Losing interest in the things that once made you happy is frustrating.
Not Alone
knowing you’re not the only one doesn’t make it any easier. Because honestly, why does it feel like everyone is doing anything but what they love? I’ve been there. Actually, I’m still there and trying to figure things out, and reconnect with the part of me that brought a bit of joy.
This year has been about endlessly trying to rediscover the things that drive me. More than ever, I need to breathe life back into parts of me that are stuck in a dark cubicle. Well, I need Out!
This post is me breaking my silence and hopefully sharing what I’ve learned about rekindling passion and starting afresh. And yeah, this is me breaking my “no blogging” streak.
Passion doesn’t disappear forever—it just gets buried under expectations, burnout, and routine.
Felt Good While it Lasted
Two years ago, I had everything I thought I wanted. My blog was profitable, and I believed I had it all figured out. Even though I’d lost a bit of my spark, the small wins kept me going. Blogging had become mechanical, but the steady income was reason enough to continue.
Around that time, I started my small WordPress theme business. It was supposed to be a new challenge; something that reignited my creative energy. The first few months were exciting; I made decent sales for a beginner, and it felt good. But I noticed something worrying: I only felt motivated after making sales.
Then, everything shifted. Google’s updates hit, my traffic plummeted, decreased drastically and that was it (allow me be dramatic). That one fragile string I was holding onto snapped, and so did my motivation.
Everything suffered. Even my theme shop.
Coding which was supposed to my creative escape became a depressing chore. I kept building without pushing to production. I’d finish a theme and still find endless reasons not to ship it. I was trapped in my own loop of “almost done.”!
That’s when it hit me. This girl had completely disconnected from her passion! But it’s easy to lie to yourself and pretend everything’s fine – no, it isn’t!
Though our experience may differ, but you might recognize this feeling; the slow drift away from what once felt like a part of you. Perhaps you’re in a similar place right now, wondering how you ended up struggling with what you once loved.
I Admit my Shortcomings
One big reason I lost my passion is that I turned everything I loved into a hustle.
Hobbies became side businesses.
Creative projects became content opportunities.
Relaxation became productivity.
I monetized every joy until nothing felt purely enjoyable anymore.
Now I’m realizing that rediscovering passion might mean protecting some activities from monetization.
Am I ready for that? I don’t know.
Passion projects feel harder to manage these days. But I hope I find a level ground because It will not be easy – and I’m finally admitting that’s okay.
A Breaking Point?
Putting this post out is enough breaking point for me. Still trapped in some days, still searching, but showing up anyway.
Maybe passion isn’t something you find again. Maybe it’s something you rebuild, one small step at a time.