November Was Not An Easy Month — Will I Ever Learn?

I always struggle at this time of year.

Christmas is coming and there is always a lot to think about. As much as I would love to enjoy the festive season as I once did, I just don’t anymore. It always feels like I need to be in a thousand different places at once and it serves as a reminder of all the people that are no longer here.

I spend more time worrying and stressing over one day, which is usually over in the blink of an eye and after speaking with some of my friends, I know that a lot of them feel the same.

I also spent a lot of time in November putting pressure on myself to do more, more self-care, more exercise, more healthy eating, more writing, more keeping on top of the house, more looking after the husband, more work on my freelance business, more blog posts, more time with friends, more time with family, more time with Toby. MORE MORE MORE.

Social Media constantly tells me to get up at 5 am, learn, walk, run, lift, read, hustle, rest, don’t give up, set goals, meditate, forgive, breathe, eat healthily, drink water, be kind to yourself, think positive, get a good nights sleep, be thankful.

I just wanted to put my hands over my ears and scream.

I got to a point where I couldn’t give anymore to anything and I spent the last few days of November exhausted. My body was an anxious mess, wound so tight it felt like my body would never feel relaxed again. My back…