Can someone wake me when this year is finally over?
2025 has been, in a word, exhausting—long, emotionally demanding, and relentless. The kind of year that settles into your body and lingers in your thoughts. The past month has been especially heavy, and the most difficult one yet.
Today at 1 p.m., I set my out-of-office notification for the rest of the year. What should have been a simple task felt like an act of self-preservation—a quiet admission that I need to stop pushing through and allow myself some grace.
There has been a lot of grief woven into this year. Not always spoken aloud, but always present. It has shaped how I move through my days, testing my limits in ways I didn’t expect.
As this year comes to a close, it seems the next is likely to arrive with little relief. But I know this: my mental health matters. Caring for myself—emotionally, physically, spiritually—matters, even in uncertainty.
So for now, I will use this time to be with loved ones and give myself permission to breathe, to pause, to be still, when opportunity allows.
Hope, for me right now, isn’t loud. It’s quiet and gentle. It looks like choosing compassion for myself, one small pause at a time.
Wishing everyone who is celebrating a very Merry Christmas—and to all, a reminder to rest, take care, and be present during this season.
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