It’s been a while since I’ve sat down to write here.
Life has been full. Not just the kind of full that comes with busy calendars and to-do lists, but the kind of full that quietly sits on your chest and follows you around.
Over the last little while I’ve been navigating a lot behind the scenes. Family things. Health things. The kind of things that make you stop and really look at your life, your priorities and even yourself.
As women, as mums, as people who naturally take care of everyone around us, I think we become really good at saying “I’m okay” even when we’re running on empty. We learn to keep showing up. We make lunches, go to work, answer messages, support our kids, support our partners, keep businesses running, smile when needed and somehow continue moving.
And sometimes we become so good at carrying everything that we forget to ask ourselves if we’re okay too.
I’ll be honest, I haven’t felt okay all the time. Not in a dramatic, world-is-falling-apart kind of way. Just in a very human way.
Lately I’ve found myself sitting in my car for an extra few minutes before walking inside, not because I don’t want to go home, but because for a moment I just need silence. I’ve found myself smiling and saying “I’m okay” when really I’m just trying to keep all the balls in the air.
I’ve felt tired in ways sleep doesn’t fix. I’ve felt overwhelmed. I’ve questioned things. I’ve felt the weight of uncertainty and what-ifs. I’ve found myself trying to hold everyone else while quietly putting myself at the bottom of the pile.
I’ve spent a lot of time being the strong one. The one who figures things out. The one who keeps moving.
But lately life has had a way of gently, and sometimes not so gently, reminding me that even the people holding everyone else still need somewhere to put things down.
One thing life has been teaching me lately is that strength doesn’t always look like pushing harder.
Sometimes strength looks like slowing down.
Sometimes strength looks like saying no.
Sometimes strength looks like asking for help, resting, protecting your peace or admitting that you’re struggling.
I’ve spent so much time learning about the mind, emotions and the nervous system, but lately life has reminded me of something important.
Lived work hits differently.
You can have the tools. You can understand the teachings. You can support others beautifully… and still have moments where you’re learning too.
Maybe that’s what being human really is. Not always having it together. Not pretending we’re okay all the time.
Just continuing to come back to ourselves, perfectly imperfect.
If you’ve been feeling tired lately, overwhelmed, stretched thin or like you’re carrying more than anyone realises…
I see you.
And maybe this is your reminder that you don’t have to keep proving how strong you are all the time.
Just breathe 🤍
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