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Guilty as Charged
I do admit I have been very unfair to my readers as I just upped and left without grabbing my purse or turning to look back. I knew I was on a break—but the problem was no one else knew. Hands up, I admit that. I deserve all the backlash for it, especially since I wasn’t even replying to the mails that came through during that period.
I was dealing with a lot and therefore did not have the time—or energy—to sit behind my laptop and talk about something I was actively struggling with. But that’s the beauty of it all, I now realise.
The Problems
Before I hit my milestone in blogging, I already knew I wanted to start selling a digital product and design myself a link-in-bio—which I did. But then after my little win came the wall of Jericho.
I started facing issues: struggling with managing stress, financial losses, health concerns, not being able to find a new job, relationship issues from an early-stage relationship I ended on a whim due to poor stress management, and the greatest of them all—school issues, including chasing missing grades and lecturers too.
I entered this loop of being down all the time, wallowing in self-pity and dwelling on these very issues when I should have gotten my ass up and worked on it. Then came my self-reflection.
My Findings…Blog-wise
In my quest to stop wallowing in self-pity, I decided to self-reflect—a 360 reflection. One that touched on all aspects of my life: family, school, career, finances, relationships, and my lovely blog.
Regarding the blog, I realised I had strayed from the original message. What was supposed to be about self-love and self-development had turned into relationships, relationships and… relationships. Don’t get me wrong—relationships were in the blueprint from the beginning. But there came a time when that was all I ever wrote about.
Was that ideal? No.
I couldn’t even write my travel content because of the shift in attention. Even though I wanted to take the posts down, I decided against it and chose instead to pull the brakes on The Yonique Blog. I took action and stopped worrying. What I could fix, I did. What I couldn’t, I left to God and to the universe. And it worked out for me… or should I say it is working out for me? Because it still is.
I stopped worrying and started indulging in things that genuinely made me happy—even if it was just getting my nails done. But I didn’t stop writing entirely, no. I experimented with different forms of writing on Medium—although not many—and I won’t lie, it was refreshing not to think about SEO keywords, meta descriptions, and RankMath in all its complexities.
Blogger Burnout Recovery. What is Going To Change?
Before we dive in, a quick note: You might notice a slight shift in tone from my earlier posts. During my break, I dabbled a little on Medium as mentioned earlier—and somewhere in between journaling and digital silence, my writing voice softened, matured, and got a little more reflective. It’s still me, just evolving. So if this feels a little different from what you’re used to, that’s why.
● Theme Focus: We’re going back to our roots—decentering relationships and prioritising ourselves, our peace, and our mental health. Life is too short to take these for granted. We will still talk about relationships, just not as much. Because you come first. I made mistakes I wouldn’t want anyone else to make—so we’ll start from there.
● Upload Time: Posting days will now change from Tuesdays at 7PM GMT to Thursdays at 9PM—once a week, because your author has to bag the degree without distractions. If for one reason or the other the blog doesn’t get uploaded at the new said time, it will most likely be posted on Friday at 6AM GMT.
● Travel Section – The Yonique Passport: Stamps and Stories may or may not be discontinued. Since I haven’t had time to write travel blogs, I’ve been thinking of either discontinuing it or changing it to a new space. If I do continue—bueno. If not, it’ll most likely become a career space.
● Palette Changes: You’ve probably already noticed the background colour shift from a shade of pink to black. I’m currently deciding on a new palette—same accents, different base colours. So from time to time, you may see a different vibe on the blog. Don’t worry, it’s still me in the background—I plan to stick with you for long. Feel free to shoot me a mail through the contact form if you like what you see.
Next Week on TYB:
You can expect a blog on self-reflection: the good, the bad, and the ugly. Because believe it or not, it does have a bad side to it… or should I say ugly?
Thank you for sticking with me since day one. My pieces on Medium will be linked below💌
If Money Were No Object: I’d Write About Love
Memento Mori, Remember That You Will Die
As it has been a while, feel free to check out some of my older posts too💌
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