The Practice, on the Page

I want to talk to you about a kind of exhaustion that doesn’t have a name yet. It’s not the exhaustion of someone who doesn’t know what’s wrong. It’s the exhaustion of someone who knows exactly what’s wrong — who has sat with it in therapy, written about it in journals, talked about it in the car alone on the way home from yet another situation that went exactly the way she knew it would — and still woke up the next morning and did it again. If that is you, I want you to hear

I want to share something small with you today. Something you can actually use — not someday, not after more work, not once you feel ready. Today. In the next conversation that makes your shoulders tense before the words have even formed. It is two words. Replace “I am” with “I notice”. I know that sounds too simple. I know you might be reading that and thinking — that can’t be it. But stay with me for just a moment, because what happens inside those two words is not small at