When Life Feels Heavy: Navigating Chaos One Day at a Time
I feel like shit today. I woke up at 3:00 a.m., like I should. I replied to some messages from my wife, who’s lying in a hospital bed after giving birth to our second child — our first daughter. I did my early morning obligations, cleaned around the house, and even went out to buy some water.
Still, I feel like shit.
Last night, I consumed two cups of ice cream before bed. They were sugary and sweet, a quick fix to end a day of fasting. A day where I resisted everything just to cave into sugar. What’s wrong with me? I must have a loose screw.
Right now, I don’t have a strict workout routine. No fixed schedule. I just do whatever lifts the uneasiness from my chest. Sometimes it’s a random set of push-ups, or maybe a walk. Whatever helps me breathe a little easier, that’s what I do.
Today, I started a Pomodoro session to get some work done. Then I opened the blog and felt like I had to write something. So here I am.
