Stillness in the Middle of the Noise

There are days when my mind won’t stop running, every thought louder than the last. I replay conversations, doubt my choices, wonder if I’m doing enough, being enough. And then, in the middle of all that noise, something whispers: You are overthinking again. Breathe. It's okay, you'll figure it out. And even if you don't, that's okay too.

I don’t always have the answers. Sometimes I just wake up, try again, and hope I’m moving in the right direction. Life doesn’t come with a map. We’re all stumbling forward, doing our best with what we know.

But in between the rushing and reaching, I’m learning to sit still. To let the questions exist without forcing answers. To allow the weight on my chest to lighten, not because everything is fixed, but because I gave myself permission to rest.

There’s no medal for carrying it all alone. No trophy for pretending you’re fine when you’re not.

So I take deep breaths, not because it solves everything, but because it reminds me I’m still here.

And maybe, just maybe, that’s enough for now.

Oluwademilade from MANI