Sometimes, life is just… a lot.
You’re juggling work, family, expectations, relationships, appointments, responsibilities—and trying to stay sane in the middle of it all. You’re “on” constantly, showing up, getting sh*t done, handling your stuff like a pro, and doing it all #likeaboss.
But then one day, you wake up… and hit a wall.
That was me, a couple of weeks ago. I had stuff to do—errands, projects, commitments. But I was done. Mentally, physically, emotionally drained. I made it through the day, but I was dragging ass the whole way.
That night, I ended up doom scrolling through social media, hoping for something—motivation, clarity, a meme that said “same.” I told myself I just needed some sleep. So I kissed my boyfriend pillow goodnight (don’t ask) and crashed.
The next day? Worse. Still had responsibilities, still had people to show up for. I told myself I could rest over the weekend. But what did I do all weekend? I pushed through. I even planned a “Binge Week”—a clever little scheme where I’d repost old content with new commentary and tips. (LOL.)
Monday came. I posted Day 1 of Binge Week… and even that felt exhausting.
So I finally decided: take a week off.
But here’s the thing—I didn’t really rest. I still had stuff on my plate. I still showed up for people. My calendar was just as full—it just had different names on it.
Then someone asked me, “Who’s filling your bucket?”
And I didn’t have an answer.
I give all week long—helping people for free, delivering 110% to clients, showing up on social media with tips and encouragement. But no one—not even me—was pouring anything back in.
And the book How Full Is Your Bucket?? Literally the only support I was getting from it was as a monitor stand on my desk.
So I took another week off. A real one. I stepped back. I tried to breathe. I asked myself how to refill my cup.
And now here we are. Week 3.
Maybe this feels like a rambling rant. But if you’re still reading, maybe you needed this reminder:
What did I learn in these three weeks? Nothing groundbreaking. No perfectly polished insight.
Because not everything in life is a lesson.
Sometimes you’re just burnt out. Sometimes you need a damn break. And that’s okay.
