For a long time, mornings came with a quiet sense of waiting. Not for anything specific — just a feeling that something was about to go wrong. Nothing had happened yet.The day hadn’t unfolded.But my body felt tense anyway, like it was bracing for impact. I used to assume that meant I was being negative … Continue reading I used to assume something bad was coming
I used to check my body before I checked the time
For a long time, the first thing I did when I woke up wasn’t look at the clock. It was check my body. I’d notice my chest.My breathing.That familiar tight feeling in my stomach. Before I even knew what day it was, I was already scanning for signs that anxiety might show up again. Some … Continue reading I used to check my body before I checked the time
🌅 I used to wake up already exhausted
For a long time, I didn’t understand why mornings felt so hard for me. I hadn’t done anything yet.The day hadn’t started.Nothing bad had happened. And still — I’d wake up feeling drained, tense, and already behind. It took me years to realize that anxiety doesn’t start when the day begins.It carries over. My body … Continue reading 🌅 I used to wake up already exhausted