BehindTheScenes

From the Edge of the Bed: Rest

Thank you so much for being here and joining me on this journey. I’ve already felt so much support since sharing this project, and it truly means a lot. I’ll be continuing to post here on the blog as the project unfolds—so stay tuned.

One of the biggest shifts for me through this process has been learning to stop instead of always pushing through. I’m naturally ambitious and driven, so slowing down didn’t come easy. But during the pandemic in 2020, I was forced to practice rest. Work came to a halt, and I spent about nine months unemployed. As hard as that was, it gave me the space to breathe—and honestly, it was a hidden blessing.

These days, I still put in long hours—but I’ve learned to listen when my body asks for rest. If I need to lie down, I do—whether it’s for five minutes or the whole day. I’ve stopped seeing rest as a weakness. It’s part of how I care for myself while continuing to pursue what I love. Monet, as always, is right there beside me.

Yesterday, I felt good—good enough to wash my car. I knew I’d be sore afterward, and I was. But on the days my body gives me a little more room, I take it. Doing small, everyday things reminds me of who I am beyond the pain.

A close-up of a hand holding four green-and-white capsules labeled "NORTRIPTYLINE 10 mg." A person lying on a pink bedspread with their legs extended, a gray tabby cat resting nearby, and a cluttered bedroom with clothes on a chair in the background.