(This isn’t about burnout. It’s biology… and I want my self back.)
Current Status:
It’s 8:47 p.m. and I just put in a load of laundry.The dinner dishes are still in the sink.My kid has a class project due tomorrow, and I have three emails flagged that I still haven’t answered.I’m supposed to pick up pies for Thanksgiving.I forgot to eat lunch. Again.My skin is breaking out like I’m 17, but I feel 70.And I’m supposed to be grateful? Thats what they keep saying I should be writing in the gratitude journal my best friend got me because she said lately I just look tired.
I don’t say any of this out loud.
I smile. I answer the texts.
I show up. I “handle it.”
But inside, I’m toast.
Not sad. Not falling apart.
Just… off.
Just not me.
The spa gift card is just not it.
I know people mean well.
But I don’t want to lie still with a hot towel on my face while someone whispers about collagen.
That’s not going to fix this.
I don’t want to “relax.”
I want to feel like myself again.
I want my energy back.
My patience. My sleep. My metabolism. My spark. My real GLOW and I don’t mean from a face mask.
And I’m starting to think this isn’t about stress.
This is something deeper.
Maybe this isn’t mental. Or Maybe it is?
What if this isn’t just “a busy season”?
What if it’s my hormones? I keep seeing everyone talking about this but am I really there yet?
What if it’s my insulin or my cortisol or my thyroid or the fact that my system has been stuck in survival mode for the last five years?
Because it sure as hell feels like something inside me is off, and no amount of journaling or gratitude lists is bringing me back.
What I actually want someone to give me…
Some kind of direction?
A lab panel is apparently where it starts so why not give it a try.
A clinical review.
A team that listens before they prescribe.
A protocol that’s built for me—not some “female wellness” generalization.
I want support that doesn’t patronize. That doesn’t tell me I just need to “slow down.”
I don’t want another face mask.
I want answers. And a path forward.
This year, gift me something that actually matters.
If you’re going to gift me something this year—make it useful.
Make it transformational.
Give me the data. Give me the tools.
Give me the moment to say, “okay… I’m actually doing this for me.” And if you’re reading this thinking, “Wait… this is me too.” You’re not alone. We’re not lazy. We’re not crazy.
We’re overdue for real help so we can actually stop getting that “you look tired” from your Aunt Martha over pumpkin pie.
→ [Gift Clarity — Send this to whoever wants to know whats on your Christmas List]
→ [Start With Labs — forget it, I’m going to do this myself who needs the gift card]
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