You Do You, Boo: Quieting the Inner Saboteur 🍍

Some weeks don’t just test us. they straight‑up heckle us from the cheap seats.
Sickness rolls in. Schedules implode. Emotions do parkour. And suddenly that voice inside gets real loud.
You know the one.
The inner saboteur.

Mine can be vicious. Says harder things to me than a 16‑year‑old riding a wicked testosterone boost on exam week. (If you know, you know.)

Here’s the truth I keep circling back to: we all have that voice. The one that stalls our dreams, second‑guesses our passions, and pokes holes in our purpose just as we’re about to move.
It’s sneaky. It pretends to be “realistic.” It wears practicality like a costume.
But it’s not wisdom, it’s fear with a megaphone.

Pick Your Flavor of Struggle 🌶️

Life doesn’t come in one spice level.
Some days are mild—manageable chaos, lukewarm coffee, a win or two.
Other days? Extra hot. Bills. Bodies that need rest. Hearts that need tending.

When sickness hits, or stress stacks up, that’s when mindfulness matters most.
Not the performative kind.
The listening kind.

Listening to your body.
Listening to your heart.
Listening closely enough to notice when the saboteur starts narrating your worth.

The Reframe That Changes Everything 🔁

Here’s a line that changed my life, handed to me by my brilliant partner:

You do you… as long as you don’t hurt yourself or others.

Simple. Grounded. Kind.
It gave me permission to care for myself without guilt.
To rest without explaining.
To heal without apologizing.

Because self‑care isn’t selfish.
It’s strategic.

When the Critic Gets Loud 🖤

The inner saboteur loves a tired mind.
It thrives on exhaustion.
It gets bold when we’re sick, overwhelmed, or trying to be everything for everyone.

That’s when we pause.
That’s when we name it.
That’s when we choose differently.

We don’t have to fight the voice.
We just don’t have to obey it.

Tonight’s Boundary 🌙

So tonight, I’m doing something radical.
I’m placing tomorrow’s worries gently in Tomorrow‑Jules’ hands.
She can deal with them.
She’s got fresh energy and clearer eyes.

Tonight is for rest.
For restoration.
For returning to my truest self.

If you needed permission to do the same, this is it.

You do you, boo.
Rest.
Rise.
Repeat.

And remember: the saboteur talks loud but your heart speaks truth.