You don’t have to start the day at 100%.
You just have to start.
Some mornings feel like a sprint, others like you’re wading through molasses.
Both are valid. Both are progress.
Forward isn’t about speed, it’s about direction.
Even the smallest steps count when they’re moving you toward something that matters.
💛 Take the first sip. Send the first message. Step outside for the first breath of fresh air.
Then, take the next one when you can.
Little by little is still forward.
The fridge is a liar.It whispers, “Just put this container away. Two seconds, tops.” But once that door opens, I notice the sticky spot on the shelf.And then the expired yogurt.And suddenly I’m pulling out everything. Lining up condiments like soldiers, wiping shelves, questioning why I own seven kinds of mustard. Before I know it,…
There are days I feel like three completely different people. One part of me craves comfort – the cozy, quiet space where I can stim freely, sip tea, wear pajamas, and just be.Another part of me feels powerful – motivated, brilliant, ready to take on the world with spreadsheets, strong boundaries, and a bold lipstick.And…
I can’t protect you from every wound.I can’t stop the world from misunderstanding you, labeling you, or trying to shrink you.But I can make sure you never mistake any of that for love. You will know what it feels like to trust your instincts.To say no without explaining.To leave without guilt. You will know that…
Caffeine isn’t just my morning ritual, it’s my power source. It keeps my brain running in twelve tabs at once.It helps me ride the overstimulation wave instead of drowning in it.It turns “I can’t” into “Fine. Let’s do this.” Some days it’s not just coffee in my mug, it’s grit.It’s the stubborn spark that says…
On the outside, I look completely engaged.Nodding. Smiling. Laughing in the right places. On the inside?My brain is wandering through a strange, beautiful labyrinth of unrelated thoughts: It’s not that I don’t care about the person speaking. I do.It’s just that my brain runs a dozen tabs at once, and sometimes the “conversation” tab gets…
It starts with a simple plan:“I’ll just have a quick cup of coffee before I start.” But then… It’s not that I don’t care.It’s that my brain takes “pause” and translates it into “detour.”Executive dysfunction + caffeine = the most alert kind of avoidance. But here’s the truth:Even procrastination can be a soft landing.A way…
