There’s a cost to this. There’s a cost to your actions. The only question is what is it? How much does this obsession cost? And most importantly, is it all worth it? Let’s hope you’re not like me when I almost hit rock bottom and it almost cost me everything. 

When I lost my grandparents, my girlfriend, and some of my friends, I decided to pursue culinary. I went under the radar for a year, and I came back as a completely new person. People were amazed and shocked. I thought that it was nice because I had changed for the better, I found my passion and I thought I redeemed myself from all the wrong doings in my life, until I noticed my world was slowly crumbling down on me. 

Whenever I wanted to relax, I didn’t have many friends to hang out with, and even the ones i did wouldn’t because they’re either busy or were weirded out that I’m a different person. At first, I don’t really mind, but over time, it added up and it ended up making me kind of lonely. Another bad and big thing is my overall health. During my first and second year of college, I don’t eat well, I don’t sleep well, I don’t exercise well. It was only a matter of time when I was rushed to the hospital and realized that my physical and mental health is not doing so well. It was only until I reached rock bottom I realized that all this obsession about me being my best and self change makes me feel lonely and depressed.

I’m not saying that being obsessed was bad. but having a balance between that and my overall well-being is the key to make progress with yourself without self-destructing your life. When I reached rock bottom, I tried my best to right the stuff I did wrong (even now I’m trying to do). It will come together nicely, eventually. But will it be the same? Most likely not, but I hope whoever is reading this, won’t make the same mistake as me.