Some days require a husband to whom you unload the day onto, whose smile is the warmest, whose arms make the world stop for a second, whose voice soothes faster than diclofenac.
This is one of those days.
You know that feeling when you gave everything and it still doesn’t work.
something in you cracks quietly, somewhere no one can see. I hope you know on days like that you allowed to not perform strength, allowed to fall apart a little, to try again, just not tonight. Tonight rest
Swallow that and stay composed anyway.
On days like this I hope you know don’t have to perform strength for you too. Not tonight. You are allowed to fall apart a little. Then rest.
You feel crushed like something in you cracked quietly and nobody heard it but you still have to explain yourself to the client, calmly, professionally, like it doesn’t hurt. You gave it your best. It still wasn’t enough for them. And you are trained to
You know those moments you work on a project and you have an expected outcome, then the client sees the work and complains oporrrr and then you try to pacify them by fixing it and your laptop just decides to kick you in your ass at that very moment.