“Sometimes slowing down is the most radical way to move forward.”
I’ve been slacking on my blog posts — two weeks behind to be exact. And honestly? I’ve been in a fog. Not just mentally, but physically and emotionally. I haven’t prepped meals, barely had the energy to read, study, or even think straight. Work has been nonstop. This last 80-hour tour? Whew. Busy doesn’t even begin to describe it. But funny enough, it went by fast. I didn’t think I’d make it through… but I did.
And now that it’s over, I can feel it — something’s shifting in me.
At first, I felt off. Like I wasn’t myself. But maybe it’s not a bad thing. Maybe it’s the beginning of something good. And maybe, just maybe, it’s time I start welcoming that good feeling instead of bracing for the worst.
I’ve started noticing little changes in myself:
- I’m giving myself permission to rest.
- I’m not taking everything so personally.
- I’m learning not to assume people won’t show up for me.
- I’m keeping my boundaries in place.
- I’m reaching out more.
- I’m protecting my peace.
I’m starting to live for me.
But if I’m being honest, the thing I’m most proud of right now is the bond I’m building with my almost-13-year-old son. That’s my dawg. My bestie. My handsome boy. And most importantly — my son. The way he includes me in his little world of teenage boy chaos is something I treasure. He and his friends are hilarious, and I love that he wants me around. I don’t take that lightly.
Looking back, maybe this fog I’ve been in wasn’t burnout. Maybe it was a reset.
A reset for a fresh outlook. A moment for me to really pause and see how far I’ve come. Because let me tell you — I’ve done a lot. I’m building something new, something more aligned with who I’m becoming. And for once, I’m not scared to show more of that person. I’m learning to love me for me. And that, in itself, is powerful.
Who knew healing could actually be… fun sometimes?
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