Sometimes

Sometimes my mind makes everything feel like an emergency. The thoughts get loud, my heart races, and even the smallest things feel overwhelming. I’m constantly trying to calm myself down, catch my breath, and remind myself that I’m okay.

I wish my heart could believe what my mind is trying so hard to understand. That not everything is falling apart. That there is still beauty in life, even when things feel heavy. That I am allowed to have moments of peace without waiting for something bad to happen.

Maybe I’m not broken. Maybe I’m just tired of fighting battles inside myself that nobody else can see. Maybe I need to give myself the same grace I keep asking God for.