Some days just feel… heavier than others. Today was one of those days.

From the moment I woke up, it was like my brain had already decided I was behind. Behind on housework. Behind on life. Behind on being the version of myself I wish I could be. I stared at the to-do list, and it just stared right back — smug, unmoving, like it knew I didn’t have it in me.

Motivation? Gone.
Energy? Barely there.
Self-worth? Somewhere between “you’re not enough” and “why even try?”

It’s exhausting when your own mind becomes your biggest critic. No matter what you’ve accomplished, it finds a way to twist it into something smaller, less important. And it’s not that I don’t know those thoughts are lies — I do know. But when you’re already running on empty, even lies can feel real.

I keep telling myself it’s okay to have bad days. It’s okay to not feel like the “best version” of myself every second. Life isn’t some constant high; there are lows, and sometimes the best you can do is just survive them. Today, survival looked like doing the bare minimum, drinking some water, and not beating myself up for it.

If you’re feeling this too — if you’ve had a day where your self-worth felt paper-thin and your drive just evaporated — I hope you know you’re not broken. You’re human. These days don’t define you.

Tomorrow might not be perfect, but it’s another chance. And sometimes, that’s enough.