I wake with a tight chest. I lay down on the couch to relax myself. Unaware of its continual tightening. I scroll through Instagram mindlessly, not noticing any thoughts.
I can’t get up. My mind starts to race so fast I can’t recognise what’s going on. I’m thinking about my schedule and how I won’t get a proper chance to switch off this week. I keep spiralling. I don’t have mental capacity to manage today.
I decide to work from home today. I reschedule appointments and politely change my meetings to phone hookups. Thankfully I have a manager that permits this.
I haven’t suddenly become a productivity machine. But it gives my brain time to slow down and reset. My stimulation stays low and manageable so I can focus on the most important things.
Thoughts can move faster than life. Acknowledge little moments to slow down and better live life. Be patient and repeat “I can’t do everything and that’s okay. My output does not define my worth.” You cannot pour from an empty cup.