9/14/2025
Lately, Iāve withdrawn. Not because I donāt want connection, but because itās hard learningāreally learningāthat Iām the only one I can count on to consistently be there.
And the hardest part? Me, myself, and I have a complicated relationship.
Some days, Iām the MVP of my own life. Iām unstoppable, radiant, sharp as hell. Iām everything.
But right now? Iām not that. Iām in a slump. Iām working with my doctor on yet another med adjustment, and Iām drained. I miss myself. I miss my peace. I miss feeling like I fit in my own skin.
Work has been a lot. Every day brings more responsibilities. Tasks that multiply after each meeting like some kind of office mitosis. Iām doing my bestāreally, I amābut some days it feels like Iām treading water while fighting a rip current no one else can see.
And that loneliness hits different when youāve already asked for help.
I let my core people know Iām struggling. I opened up. I was honest. And that silence that followed? Thatās when I knew. Itās me against the world⦠and honestly, me vs. me too.
Thereās been fewer check-ins. Less āhow are you holding up?ā texts. Less warmth. Less reach. Itās just less.
And Iām trying to accept that. The isolation. The quiet. The disappointment.
But it still hurts.
If I could, Iād fill up my tank and head west without a second thought. Just disappear over the horizon for a while. Let the wind unspool the tension from my shoulders. Let the road reintroduce me to myself.
Because right now, I donāt want to be touched, fixed, or questioned.
I just want space. And peace. And a version of me that feels like home again.
xx,
Soph
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