Don’t you think some days your brain feels like it has 100 tabs open?
By evening, I throw my hands up and say: “I’m stressed.”
But recently I asked myself — was I really stressed?
There wasn’t one urgent fire to fight.
What I actually felt was that I couldn’t take in one more thing.
That wasn’t stress.
That was overwhelm.
And naming it correctly changed everything.
Stress would have pushed me to do more. Overwhelm told me I needed to pause.
