The pressure, the expectations, the constant weight of everything it all becomes too much sometimes. And the hardest part is not knowing where to begin again.
But through all of this, one thing has become clear: I need change. Not because I’m weak. Not because I’m running away. But because I deserve a life where I can breathe freely, heal completely, and become the version of myself I’ve been searching for.
Lately, all I’ve been longing for is peace. A place where my mind can finally rest, where my heart doesn’t have to carry so much, and where growth doesn’t come at the cost of losing myself.
I’m not physically exhausted I can still smile, still work, still keep going. But inside, I’m quietly falling apart. It’s the kind of exhaustion that no amount of sleep can fix.