RealTalkAJ

I just offered a pair of sneakers up for sale on my Instagram.

Doesn’t get much lower than that right?

Sure I could make a quick $50 (and I say quickly very loosely) but at what cost?

I couldn’t picture myself being this strapped for cash at this point in my life.

There’s somebody (or even a group) somewhere that’s super happy I’m sharing this too.

But I’m sharing this moment because it’s therapeutic in a way.

I’d like to put it in a song, but now I’m getting my money’s worth for this domain name I purchased.

Let me share what I’ve learned up to this point:

Rock bottom for me means several different things

One of the lowest points for me is that moment I shared earlier with putting my sneakers up for sale.

Having to sell things you own for a living

You shouldn’t let yourself get put in so much of a bind to where you’re putting your belongings up for sale.

Obviously my most specific example are these sneakers I’m advertising.

I mean these were shoes I bought for myself earlier this year on my birthday.

It’s rock bottom because I shouldn’t be at this point where I’m letting go of shoes I genuinely like.

This type of person I am now is definitely someone I would’ve roasted in high school.

It’s disappointing at times, but (long term) I’m positive that I’ll be reflecting on this for the better.

The next thing that locks this moment as rock bottom in my life is even sharing this publicly.

Sharing things you would’ve kept private if you weren’t forced to report to desperate measures

Why am I even talking to you about this?

That’s partially a joke, but I realize there’s someone that could benefit from this honesty.

It might be better to see this as an opportunity to redefine the consequences of becoming desperate.

We’re taught it breeds contempt, but here I am hungrier than ever.

It’s a bitter-sweet moment in reality.

I’ve been claiming to want change in my life, and this just might be the kind that’s best for me.

Another aspect that I see as rock bottom is the horrific experience of knowing you’re depressed.

Actively acknowledging you’re trying to rise from a depressing reality

I’m out of the moment of depression I woke up experiencing.

I’m grateful that I found a reserve in energy with taking steps to feel better.

I look at how I’m finding time to even compose this while I’m outside.

The walk itself is a great thing I’m able to squeeze in, but I’m not even focusing on the beautiful surroundings around me.

(And that’s for what?) The sake of content of course!

It’s doing its job though, because I feel much better than I did at sunrise.

This brings me to my next point in having to make sacrifices in things you’re usually used to having.

Making cutbacks in life’s areas that brought you happiness

I’m finding myself having to go without in parts of my life that I was able to afford.

I even scramble to just find enough for some enjoyable items at my local gas station.

Streaming services, site subscription packages, digital tools—the list goes on.

It’s tough to see me holding on to my AI tools that I’ve invested in these past few months.

I already lost a few but some are paid for until the next month.

Hopefully I’ll be able to keep my YouTube Premium, but time will tell what’s meant for me.

Final Thoughts

I’m still in the rock bottom phase of my life.

That didn’t change much since the time it took to make this message, but not all’s lost.

I still got those shoes for sale that I mention (not sure how I feel about that yet, but it’s true).

I’m past that depressive moment I admitted.

My sharing of information that was once personal is being seen in a better light too.

Overall, I believe this post is gonna be a stepping stone to a much better life.

I’m grateful in being able to move from this onto the next thing that I believe in.

There’s still plenty for me to be optimistic about.

But this is what I needed to do.

Thanks if you made it this far.

I’ll see you on the next post!