Every day felt like a fight.
I was always tired—but never really rested.
My brain was foggy. I couldn’t focus.
Just getting out of bed and doing the basics felt like a full-time job.
I was overwhelmed by everything I had to do—and paralyzed by the feeling that nothing was getting done.
My body felt like a seesaw. My emotions did too.
I started isolating myself because I didn’t have the energy to pretend I was okay—or to explain what I was going through.
It was just... exhausting.
So like a lot of us, I tried to push through with coffee.
Looking back, it only made things worse.
The anxiety. The jitters. The crashes.
It felt like I was living in zombie mode—
Wired, then wiped out.
All in the same day.
I felt broken.
Disconnected from who I used to be.
And honestly, I didn’t know how to get her back.