@caroline1

I used to think resting was lazy—like I was stealing time from my own productivity. Then I crashed. Hard. Couldn’t focus, couldn’t sleep, just stared at my to-do list like it owed me money. My therapist said, “You’re not a machine,” which felt obvious until I realized I’d been treating myself like one. So I started small: 10 minutes with tea, no phone, no agenda. Felt weird. Felt wasteful. But I didn’t die. Kept doing it. Eventually, guilt loosened its grip. Now I nap without apologizing. Walk without podcasts. Sit still and let thoughts drift like clouds, not targets. Turns out rest isn’t earned—it’s required. And the world? It keeps spinning even when I’m not pushing it. Funny how that works.

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