Kept circling the same idea on the walk home — that I keep saying yes to things that quietly drain me. Maybe the answer is smaller than I think.

Slow morning. Coffee, no phone. Felt steadier than I have in weeks.

Pride, of all things. For finishing the small thing rather than the loud thing.

Tired in a way that isn't physical. I think I need a real conversation, not another scroll.

Lunch with M. Laughed properly. Forgot how much that resets me.

On the train, headphones in, watching the fields go by. No one needing anything.

Project landed. Relief, then a strange flatness. Wonder what that's about.

Read for an hour without checking anything. Felt almost rebellious.

Snapped at someone I love. Apologised quickly. Still sitting with why.

Other people's expectations, mostly. The shape of what success is supposed to look like.

Tiny win: said no to a meeting, kept the morning. Used it badly. Still — said no.

Walk with the dog. Sky did something gold. Didn't reach for my phone.