Stress Management

Last Tuesday, I watched my neighbor Sarah standing in her driveway at 6 AM, still in her pajamas, staring at her phone with this look of complete exhaustion. She’d been up since 4:30 answering work emails

I spent eight months trying to save a freelance contract that was already dead. The client stopped returning calls in July, but I kept sending follow-up emails with new ideas, revised proposals, cheerful check-ins. By December, I was writing drafts at 2 AM

There’s something almost twisted about how we wear exhaustion like a medal of honor. I caught myself doing it just last week—telling a friend how I’d been up until 2 AM finishing a project, secretly proud of my dedication.

There’s this moment when stress hits—you know the one. Your to-do list stretches longer than your patience, deadlines loom like storm clouds, and suddenly everything feels insurmountable.

Last month, I found myself stuck in gridlocked traffic while already running late for an important meeting. As my fingers tightened around the steering wheel, I noticed my shallow breathing, racing heart

My laptop clock read 3:47 AM when I found myself googling “how to do literally anything except be a lawyer” while my partner David slept beside me, his gentle snoring mixing with the hum of my overheating MacBook.

Have you ever felt the weight of the world on your shoulders, desperately wishing you were somewhere else in life? Perhaps in a better job, a different relationship, or a more exciting city?