I've been forcing myself to write on social media lately, even though the spark isn't there. It's like trying to light a fire with wet wood. The pressure to stay relevant, to engage, to participate—it's exhausting. I miss the days when I wrote because I wanted to, not because I felt I had to. But here I am, typing away, hoping to find that passion again. Maybe it's just a phase, or maybe I need to step back and rediscover why I started in the first place. Until then, I'll keep pushing through, hoping to reignite that flame.