Tag: mental wellness
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(and Why That’s Okay) If you’ve ever opened an old journal and snapped it shut again almost immediately, heart going a bit too fast, stomach tight — you’re not alone, and there’s nothing wrong with you for feeling that way. I genuinely hate rereading my own journal. I want to be upfront about that, because…
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Some people think resilience looks like pushing through exhaustion. Like showing up no matter what, always striving, always doing. Falling down and bouncing straight back up — faster each time, stronger each time, never letting anyone see the effort it takes. But what if that version of resilience is part of the problem? What if…
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In a world that measures worth by how much we do, doing nothing can feel almost scandalous. Not resting between tasks. Not recovering so you can perform again. Actually doing nothing — with no goal, no outcome, no productivity disguised as leisure. Just being present in a moment that isn’t going anywhere. This is niksen…
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The cashier was talking to an older woman in front of me about her grandson’s exam results. Not rushing it. Not glancing at the queue. Just listening, the way you listen when you’ve known someone for twenty years and their grandson’s exam results actually matter to you. Behind me, a woman in hiking sandals was…
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Some days, it feels like the world is moving faster than I can follow. Everyone’s building, launching, planning, sharing. Announcing the next thing before the last thing has even settled. And I’m… pausing. Reflecting. Starting slowly. Sometimes, not starting at all. If you’ve ever felt like you’re falling behind — like you missed a memo,…
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A friend of mine told me, with real frustration in her voice, that she’d set herself a goal to get to the gym three times a week and she just couldn’t make it happen. Work ran late. Then there was dinner, then a phone call she’d been putting off, then it was nine o’clock and…
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When did slowness become something to fix? Somewhere along the way, taking your time became almost suspicious — as if moving carefully, resting often, or pausing to breathe meant you weren’t serious about life. Productivity became the ultimate measure of worth. Busyness became a badge. And anyone who dared to move at a different pace…