“You’re Not Tired. You’re Just Living Wrong.”

Everyone out here crying about being exhausted.
“I’m so burnt out.”
“I don’t have energy for anything.”
“I need a break.”

No the fck you don’t.
You need a fcking reset button on your whole goddamn existence.

You’re not tired because life is hard.
You’re tired because you wake up every day and betray yourself.
Scrolling for 3 hours before even standing up.
Telling yourself you’ll change “tomorrow.”
Acting like the universe is supposed to give a shit just because you’re trying.

You’re not tired. You’re drained by your own bullshit.

You keep entertaining people who drain the fck out of you.
You keep doing sht you hate because you’re scared of doing something real.
You keep talking about healing but still chasing the same dopamine crumbs that made you sick.

Shut the f*ck up with “I’m overwhelmed.”
You’re not overwhelmed. You’re overcommitted to staying in places you outgrew.

"Peace isn’t found. It’s made."

Let me be clear.
Nobody is coming to fix this sh*t for you.
No one’s gonna wake you up at 6am, take your phone, force you to drink water, write your goals, or drag you to therapy.

You gotta decide: Do you wanna stay tired or finally get f*cking free?

Because peace doesn’t arrive like a fcking Amazon package.
You carve that sht out of chaos with your bare hands.

You gotta disappoint people.
You gotta ghost the group chat.
You gotta say “no” and let people call you a bitch.
You gotta delete the apps. Block the ex. Eat something green. Sleep like your life depends on it—because it f*cking does.

"If it costs you your peace, bill that sh*t to your past self."

You’re not the victim of the system anymore.
You’re the f*cking CEO of your future.
Act like it.

Your vibe is not “I’m healing softly in the sun.”
Your vibe is "I’m rising from the ashes of who the f*ck I used to be."

So no, you’re not tired.
You’re just not living the life that actually fits you.
Fix that. Or don’t.
Just stop pretending it’s out of your hands.