When your brain won’t cooperate

Don’t negotiate—build a handhold.

You know the day I mean.

You sit down to do the thing, and your mind ricochets—shiny bobble, coffee, one more distraction, one more detour. You’re not lazy. You’re not broken. You’re just caught in that loop where everything feels urgent… and somehow nothing gets finished.

Maybe it’s ADHD brain. Maybe it’s avoidance. Maybe it’s depression. Maybe it’s a plain old “I don’t give a damn” day.

Whatever the label, the moment is the same: too many tabs open in your head, and the cursor won’t land on the one that matters.

Some days aren’t meant to be conquered.
Some days are meant to be steadied.

When you’re stuck like this

Here’s the move I’m practicing (and yes, I have to practice it): don’t try to “fix your whole life” on a day like this. You build one foothold. One.

• Name the state: “I’m scattered.” “I’m avoiding.” “I’m low.” (No moral judgment—just data.)
• Shrink the task: Make it so small it feels almost stupid. Open the document. Title it. Write one sentence.
• Set a timer: 10 minutes. Not forever. Not “until it’s done.” Just 10.
• One physical reset: water, food, a short walk, stretch—anything that tells your nervous system you’re not trapped.
• One real-world action: something you can point to and say, “That happened.”

Lower the bar.
Raise the follow-through.

And if you need a place to start building those footholds into a repeatable system, my Tools page is here (it’s where I keep the “do this when you’re spinning” stuff): Tools & Protocols.

Why today feels heavy for me

Yesterday I had that heart test—the one with the radioactive dye where they dilate your vessels to simulate stress. It’s a strange experience, and I didn’t love how it left me feeling afterward.

Then I got a call: a rapid-access follow-up with a cardiologist on the 26th.

And I’ll be honest: that landed in my chest like a stone.

It makes you wonder what they saw—if they saw anything—because when someone tries to get you in fast, your mind fills the silence with worst-case stories.

I don’t know what’s going on yet. This whole “heart” chapter is new territory for me. And yeah… it’s scary.

(And for you reading this: if you’re in a similar spot medically, don’t carry it alone—ask the questions, take the appointments, and let the professionals interpret the tests.)

Before I go: talk to me

How’s your day going?

Are you following this because what I’m saying is interesting… or because you’re looking for guidance… or because you’re rebuilding your own life and need to know you’re not the only one doing it with shaking hands?

I don’t get a lot of feedback in that respect, and it would honestly mean something to hear from you—your story, your struggle, your small wins, even just a sentence that says, “Yeah. Same.”

Knowledge is a tool.
But shared experience is a lantern.

Godspeed.