14/07/2026
I believe there is a certain madness to the night, a quiet that isn’t actually comforting but haunting. Everything that I’ve tried to push aside during the day, every small worry, every buried fear, missed deadlines, future lifes, suddenly rises like ghosts in the dark.
It starts with a single thought and before I know it, it will be an endless thoughts that crashes over me, making me question everything.
I just lie there in the dead silence, wide awake, staring at the ceiling as if it holds some answers for all of my worries.
There’s this relentless feeling that I should have it all figured out by now. As if my future depends on these sleepless nights and endless overthinking.
But deep down, I know life isn’t that generous. It doesn’t offer easy answers just because we’re desperate to find them.
Sometimes, it’s simply about staying grounded and trusting that things will work out, even if they’re too tangled to straighten out right now. I don’t have to fix everything in this moment.
Handing over everything weighing on me to Him may not be an instant fix, but it does lighten the load.
What’s meant to be will be, and no midnight worrying session is going to change that.
Sometimes, the best thing I can do is rest. Tomorrow is a new day, and I’ll face whatever comes then.
So tonight, I’m shutting down all the what ifs and should haves. I’ll believe that tomorrow, I’ll find the strength I need.
