03/06/2026
Ted needed an operation.
He's not a dog to me. He's my family. And finding that out this week on top of everything else would once have completely floored me.
Sweaty palms. Stomach in knots. Waking up at 3am running through every worst case. Snapping at anyone who came near me. Catastrophising until I'd convinced myself everything was falling apart.
That was me. For years.
This week I got quiet instead. I wrote down what I could actually control. Made a plan. Took one small step and then another. And stayed calm enough to think straight.
Not because life got easier. Because I did the work so that when life gets hard I don't lose myself in it.
Me spiralling changes nothing. Me staying grounded changes everything.
That's not a quote on a wall. That's a Wednesday in my actual life.
If you hold it together on the outside but completely unravel on the inside when things go wrong, that's not a character flaw. It's a pattern. And patterns can change.
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