Reigniting a Love for Reading
I used to be a voracious reader.
Not long ago, I would have described myself as a habitual YouTube viewer. I’d spend hours scrolling, clicking, and watching—lost in the endless stream of videos that were always just engaging enough to keep me hooked. TikTok, too, had its hold on me. But now? I can’t do it anymore. Videos that once felt captivating now leave me fidgety and unfocused. I find myself clicking away, unable to settle on anything. The thought of binge-watching feels exhausting rather than enticing.
At first, I couldn’t figure out why. Was I simply burned out? Was it some deep need for a digital detox? The more I thought about it, the more I began to wonder if something deeper was at play—something tied to an old, long-held desire I had nearly forgotten about: my love of reading.
I used to be a voracious reader. Books were my escape, my inspiration, and my comfort. I’d lose myself in their pages, devouring stories and ideas as if they were essential to my very being. But somewhere along the way—amid the chaos of life, work, and the rise of digital distractions—I let reading slip away. I haven’t finished a book in years. That realization stings more than I care to admit.
And yet, here I am, on Substack, diving headfirst into a world that’s wholly about writing and reading. A platform that doesn’t demand the flashy pace of video content but instead invites us to slow down, to linger, to savor words on a screen. I can’t help but wonder: has being part of this space reignited my passion for reading?
It feels like it has. Writing for Substack has reminded me of the beauty and power of words—not just as a creator, but as a reader. It’s as if this dormant part of me is waking up, stretching, and whispering, It’s time to come back.
Navigating the Shift
The transition away from video content hasn’t been seamless. There’s a restlessness that comes with breaking a habit, even one you no longer enjoy. I’ve caught myself reaching for my phone, scrolling out of muscle memory, only to realize I’m not even interested in what I’m doing. It’s uncomfortable, this in-between space of wanting something more meaningful but not yet fully embracing it.
Here are a few things I’m learning as I navigate this shift:
Reclaiming Quiet Moments
Video content fills the gaps in our days, often leaving little room for silence. I’m learning to reclaim those quiet moments, letting them be a space for reflection or creativity rather than constant stimulation.Starting Small
Diving back into reading after years away can feel daunting. Instead of overwhelming myself with lofty goals, I’ve started small: a chapter here, a short story there. Every word feels like a step back to something I once loved.Letting Go of Guilt
There’s a part of me that feels guilty for abandoning books in the first place, as if I’ve betrayed an old friend. But guilt doesn’t serve anyone. Instead, I’m focusing on the joy of rekindling this relationship.Finding the Right Material
Not all books are created equal, and not every book will capture your attention at the same time in your life. I’m giving myself permission to put down what doesn’t resonate and search for what truly sparks interest.Embracing Curiosity
This shift isn’t just about reading—it’s about exploring what happens when we let go of one habit to make room for something new. The curiosity of discovering what’s next is its own kind of joy.
A Call to Reflect
If you’ve ever felt fidgety or restless with the habits that once filled your time, maybe it’s a sign—a nudge toward something you’ve been yearning for without even realizing it. For me, it’s been a return to reading, a rekindling of a love I thought I’d lost. For you, it might be something else entirely.
Whatever it is, let the discomfort guide you. Let it push you to rediscover the things that bring you joy and fulfillment. Life isn’t about staying in one place—it’s about growing, evolving, and making space for the passions that keep us alive.
Here’s to finding our way back to what matters.
Monica