Sometimes, we don't need advice. We don't need silver linings or action plans. We just need space—to be SAD.
To sit in the mud with our thoughts. To feel the weight of what's been lost, what's been broken, what's been too much. To let the tears fall without apology. To be quiet, heavy, and still.
This isn't weakness.
This is the sacred pause before growth. The soil where roots deepen. The silence where healing begins.
You don't have to bloom today. You don't have to rise. You just have to be—honestly, messily, beautifully—in the mud.
And when you're ready, you'll grow.
Because even in the mud, you are becoming.