I couldn’t sleep last night.

My mind has been in overdrive, and honestly, I’ve been sitting with so much that the only way to stop it from circling around in my head… is to write.

It’s been a while since I’ve posted here. Not because I didn’t want to—but because I haven’t known what to say. I’ve been in and out of a depressive fog that always seems to hit hardest around my cycle. And even though I’ve been working on tending to my spiritual wellness again, there were moments this week when I fell off. But I didn’t stay off. I’m still here. And that, for me, is a win.

Yesterday, I felt the emotional weight of so much—not just my own feelings, but the struggles of others around me. I listened as someone I admire shared how hurt and misunderstood she’s been feeling. I watched another wrestle with the side effects of trying to find the right medication for her mental health. There were tears, tension, and even a moment when something I said didn’t land the way I meant it to. I didn’t mean harm—but emotions were high, and we were all tired.

At one point, five of us—five women, one department, five days a week, eight hours a day—sat in my office unpacking the emotional layers of the day. And you could still feel the love in the room.

Sometimes people just need to be heard.

Not judged. Not fixed. Not gossiped about. Just… heard.

And while I may not always have the perfect words, my heart is always in the right place. That matters to me.

If you’ve ever been the one holding space for others, trying to pour from your own empty cup, or stuck between trying to be honest and trying not to offend… I see you. I am you.

As I’m reflecting now, three lessons stood out to me from everything that happened today:

1. What’s understood doesn’t need to be explained—but if there’s no understanding, seek it.

That’s where communication comes in. Not confrontation, not defensiveness—just clear, heart-centered communication. It’s hard, but it’s worth it.

2. Everyone’s perception is different.

Two people can experience the same moment and walk away with entirely different truths. That doesn’t mean one is wrong—it means we all carry our own lens. When in doubt, step back and look at the bigger picture.

3. Things aren’t always what they seem. Slow down.

Life is already moving fast. Emotions move even faster. And it’s easy to take something personally when we don’t give ourselves a moment to breathe and reflect. Sometimes all we need is a pause.

“Sometimes we just need to be heard—not judged, not fixed, just… heard.”

As if the emotional weight of the day wasn’t enough, I got a message right before clocking out that my mom was headed to the ER. They needed to check for a pulmonary embolism.

I prayed. I called. I waited. And by 2am, she was home safe. No embolism. Just exhaustion.

My spirit knew she’d be fine—but the human in me still worried. That’s part of being human. We carry hope and fear side by side. And somehow, we still show up the next day.

So no, I don’t have a fancy announcement. No rebrand or relaunch plan. Just me, writing this in the middle of the night, holding space for all that I’ve felt—and sharing it with you.

If you’ve been feeling heavy lately, I hope you give yourself grace.

If you’ve been quiet for a while, I hope you know your voice still matters.

If you’re holding space for others, I hope someone is holding space for you too.

We don’t always need to have it all figured out.

Sometimes we just need to show up—and keep going.

Thanks for letting me do that here.

I’ll be back. I’m not giving up.