Thania
Last month, I found myself out of character, depressed. I don’t struggle with clinical depression, or clinical anxiety.
But I found myself feeling… a lot? Or maybe just feeling.
I was having a short period of anxiety, heaviness, or low mood even though there was no offsetting situation, event or catalyst.
I had a Tuesday where I spent all Tuesday depressed. And, I’m not really quite sure why.
I felt “blue” and couldn’t figure out why. I just wanted to be a lazy bum, not speak to anyone, and zone out. Maybe it’s a little burnout, maybe it’s a little luteal phase, or maybe it’s just me being allowed to have an off day.
During our editorial meeting I shared this thesis with the TA team and found I’m not the only one who feels this. As someone who is naturally high-energy, externally optimistic and emotionally grounded this day really caught me off guard. I felt a little shame, a little guilt, and even a little embarrassed.
But in sharing it and discussing it with others, I realized that it’s completely normal!
Let’s normalize experiencing temporary emotional lows as part of our human experience. These moments, or days are real and normal. You aren’t clinically anything, you can just be experiencing non-positive emotions.
Here are moments that have happened to us in the last couple of months, so you don’t feel alone.
Joanna
My instinct when I’m feeling low is to minimize. My brain goes straight to “others have it worse,” like I need to earn the right to feel bad.
My therapist has pushed back on this: sitting with your emotions instead of immediately trying to fix them actually helps you process them.
What I’ve also noticed is that my low days follow a pattern. When I haven’t made time for the people I love, when my drums haven’t been touched in weeks, when I’ve been running without a single slow morning, that’s usually when it shows up.
The fix usually sits in small actions: a long dinner with friends, an afternoon of something creative, a few hours of stillness.
And if you’re a woman, learning about the luteal phase helped me stop treating my bad days like personal failures.
A drop in serotonin and estrogen the week before your period is just biology dressed up as a personal failing.
You’re still allowed to feel it.
Cameron
I’m supposed to be in the happiest season of my life right now. Engaged, planning a wedding, busy summer, a job I love… and most days, I am happy.
But there are moments where the overwhelm creeps in anyway, and I feel like I have to have it all together, look perfect, do it all at once.
I’ve struggled with anxiety and depression my entire life. Somewhere along the way I decided my worth was tied to how much I could get done.
If I wasn’t doing a million things, I wasn’t contributing, wasn’t good enough. I’ve worked on this a lot in therapy, and I’m still working on it.
Some days my brain just goes to mush. I stare into the abyss, unable to think straight, and I used to get angry at myself for it. Now I try to give myself permission instead.
An hour or two to myself, even in the middle of a workday, isn’t me falling behind. It’s what lets me come back clearer, calmer, and actually able to function.
Self-care is productive. I’m still learning to believe that, but I’m getting there.
Kristel
As a married, work-from-home mom of two, some days I’m just down. Anxious, low on energy, no clear reason I can point to.
Could be the health anxiety I carry, the kind that has me checking a forehead twice or replaying a scraped knee long after it’s fine.
Could be that I’m always a few steps ahead in my head, running the what if, prepping for the worst case before anything’s actually gone wrong.
Add the constant scrambling on top of that: the schedule, the snacks, the appointments, my own to-do list, all before 9 a.m., with no real rest anywhere in between.
As a mom, I’m on alert by default, tracking sniffles and sleep and moods, making sure my husband and I stay healthy enough to be around for our kids, and their kids, and maybe even their kids’ kids one day.
That’s a lot of future to hold, and a lot of worst-case scenarios to pre-live, before I’ve even had coffee.
Some weeks I still push through the low day instead of resting like I actually need to. But I’m learning to ask myself what do I actually need right now, instead of what could go wrong next.
Some days the honest answer is a nap and permission to not be fine.