The Invisible Tug-of-War I Didn’t Realize I Was Living In

Sometimes I notice I’m exhausted
before anything even happened.

Not because life is necessarily hard that day
but because internally
I’ve been pulling against everything.

Against how someone responded.
Against how I feel.
Against how long something is taking.
Against where I think I should be by now.

It almost feels like a constant tug-of-war happening quietly in the background.

And the strange part is
I usually don’t notice I’m doing it until I finally stop.

Until I soften a little.
Until I stop trying to mentally force life into place.

I think a lot of my exhaustion comes from that invisible resistance
more than the actual situation itself.

Still learning how to let things breathe a little more.