Initially, I wanted to write about motivation and empowerment, those go-getter vibes. But honestly, it hasn’t felt authentic because I’ve been feeling quite overwhelmed lately. Now, if you have seen me on the gram you might believe the absolute opposite. Don’t forget…Those are just snippets of someone’s real life. I just need to acknowledge that I’ve been tired. A girl has been overwhelmed, and I just wanted to share with you all how I’m dealing with this.
Rest
In a world where hustle culture is glamorized; I am choosing rest.
Rest is not weakness. It’s resistance. It’s me choosing myself over hustle culture. It’s me saying “nah, not today” to burnout. And even though my mind tries to guilt-trip me about all the things I could and should be doing. From writing new posts, to the basket of laundry that needs to be folded, to the dishes that need to be washed…
Right now my body’s engine light is reminding me: I need rest to keep going. So that’s exactly what I’ve been doing.
Choosing to Read More
Reading has saved me in a quiet way. Instead of constantly scrolling in one app after the other, constantly being connected to everything and everyone; books have allowed me to unplug and unwind.
But I haven’t just been reading for escape. I’ve been reading more because it gives my brain something nourishing to focus on, without the chaos of being online. Personal development books especially have kept me going, even on the days I feel drained. They remind me that growth can still happen in slow, quiet moments. That even when I don’t have the energy to do much, I can still pour into myself — page by page. Reading has always given me hope and continues to do so.
Black Girl Joy
Like I said…You might have seen me on the gram. Dancing, here. Going there. That’s because, despite all that’s going; I actively choose joy. Joy isn’t just a nice-to-have; it’s necessary. Especially in a world that feels so heavy. Joy uplifts the spirit and raises my frequency.
Just because everything isn’t going great, doesn’t mean I can’t allow joy to exist in the middle of my mess. That’s something the old me would’ve struggled with; thinking I needed to “fix everything” before I could feel good. But now? Even when I’m tired. Even when I don’t have it all figured out – I will shake my ass. I will indulge in that cocktail. I will dress up and look pretty. And you know why? Because joy is my birthright.
Get Vulnerable
I had to get real with my inner circle about how I’ve been feeling; emotionally and mentally. It wasn’t easy to admit I wasn’t okay, but it was necessary. That means sometimes saying, sometimes stepping back and going into hermit mode.
Luckily, my real friends get it. They don’t judge me or think I’m a bad friend for needing space. They understand that this is just a season, that I still love them, but things are a little different right now. Being honest and upfront has actually made me appreciate them even more, because now we’re all on the same page and I have room to breathe, room to recover and still they love me.
This post is not about the strongest version of me, but it’s the realest version of me. The one that slows down. The one that unplugs. The one that rests and reads and lets things be messy without needing to fix it all at once.
Some seasons aren’t for blooming. They’re for breathing.
If You’ve Been Feeling the Same…
I want you to know you’re not alone. You’re not lazy. You’re not behind. You’re just a human being, carrying a lot and maybe now’s the time to put some of it down.
So if you’ve been resting more, moving slower, or just not feeling like “yourself,” maybe that is yourself. Maybe you’re just finally listening.
And if that’s the case? I’m proud of you.
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