Tired but Grateful

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February 20, 2025

It’s always been a tiring day—or let’s be real, a tiring season. But oddly enough, I find myself grateful for the kind of tired I feel. It’s the kind of tired that comes from opportunities others might only dream of. And though I sometimes joke that I have no right to complain (because yes, it’s a privilege), I’m starting to realize that maybe I’ve just been gaslighting myself into pushing through the exhaustion.

Lately, I think I’ve been using “busy” as a distraction. When I’m constantly occupied, there’s no space left to sit with my own feelings. No time to process the loneliness that’s been creeping in. It’s easier to just keep moving, keep doing, and keep showing up for everyone else—even when my body is gently (or sometimes loudly) asking for rest.

There’s a quote I came across today that struck a chord:

“I’m tired but I will never lose a grateful heart.”

And I felt that. Deeply. Because yes, I’m tired—but I’m also full of gratitude. I don’t want to let exhaustion turn me bitter. I want to stay soft, kind, and loving. But maybe—just maybe—I need to remember that I deserve that same kindness and softness too.

I want to be remembered as someone who loves deeply and gives freely, but I think it’s time I include myself in that equation. Maybe this is the start of my self-love era? Charot. 😂 I don’t want to sound narcissistic, but honestly, loving myself better this year sounds like a good plan.

So here’s to being tired, but thankful. Busy, but intentional. And most of all, gentle—not just to others, but to ourselves.