What My Mind Has Been Whispering Lately

Lately, I've been sitting with thoughts I don't fully understand. They come quietly, sometimes in the middle of chores, sometimes when I'm alone with my cats. I don't always know what they mean, but I feel them tugging at me.

And because I don’t always know what these thoughts are trying to tell me, I’ve started asking myself questions. Not to fix anything, but to listen more closely.

So here's the list of questions I've been asking myself lately—quietly, slowly, like peeling layers I did'nt know were there. I don't always have the answers. But maybe the asking is enough for now. I got these questions from Copilot, as always.

Questions to Peel My Thoughts:

• What am I really feeling when I wake up and everything feels heavy?
• What do I keep returning to in my thoughts, even when I try to move on?
• What did I see, hear, smell, or touch today that stayed with me?
• What version of myself do I meet in my imagination—and why does she feel more real than the one I show others?
• What kind of life do I quietly long for, even if I never say it out loud?
• What kind of silence feels comforting to me? What kind feels lonely?
• What am I afraid will happen if I speak honestly to the people around me?
• What part of me do I hide because I think it's "too much" or "not enough"?
• What do I wish people would notice without me having to explain?
• What does "being enough" mean to me—and have I ever felt it?
• When do I feel most like myself—and when do I feel furthest from that?
• Even when I feel lost, what am I still showing up for?

Underneath the lights and laughter, I wonder what it's like to be seen without pretending.

I’ll get to these questions in the next post. They’re not easy to answer, and I think they need more space than I have today.