🧨 It’s Friday. I’m Tired. Don’t Ask Me for Anything.

My brain is mush. My soul is on airplane mode. And if one more person emails me with “just circling back,” I might circle back with a scream.

This week has been a rollercoaster — and I didn’t even get snacks.

😵‍💫 What I’ve Survived This Week

• Three emotional breakdowns (two were stylish).
• One existential crisis in the cereal aisle.
• Five “I’m fine” texts that were absolute lies.
• Zero naps. Tragic.

💥 My Friday Mood

To-do list: Cancel everything. Wear stretchy pants. Eat something that makes me feel alive (or at least mildly amused).

Vibe: Unbothered. Unavailable. Unapologetic.

Goal: Feel f*cking amazing — even if I’m horizontal on the sofa.

🧘‍♀️ Weekend Manifesto

I will not answer emails. I will not fix anyone’s drama. I will not pretend to be productive.

I will rest. I will laugh. I will eat something ridiculous. I will remember that I’m allowed to be a masterpiece and a mess at the same time.

So if you need me… don’t. It’s Friday. I’m tired. And I’m reclaiming my joy.