Tomorrow, like every day, my number one priority is myself. No, not in a selfish way, but in a mindful, necessary way that keeps me grounded, sane, and ready for (almost) whatever comes. It’s the small things I do that matter most: checking in with how I feel, moving my body if I can, eating well if I can stomach it, planning my day, and giving myself a moment of pause before diving into everything else. These are the rituals that make me strong enough to meet the world without losing myself.
Focusing on myself isn’t indulgent, it’s strategic. I prioritize my energy so I can show up fully for the people I care about. When my parents need help or want to hang out or when a friend wants advice or wants company. Or when a cat needs adopting (…👀). When life throws a challenge or cause for celebration at someone I love, I want to have the patience, clarity, and strength to step in. That’s the real reason I start with myself: to prepare for the moments that actually matter.
And yet, much of my energy is siphoned away by things that don’t matter at all. Endless administrative tasks, pointless meetings, errands that feel like they exist just to take time. They drain me in ways that don’t build me up, don’t deepen my connections, and don’t leave me stronger for the people I care about. It’s frustrating, because I can feel myself running on empty before the moments that truly require me even arrive. But I’ve learned that protecting even small pockets of energy for myself makes all the difference. It’s my way of saying, “I am ready when it really counts.”
So tomorrow, I’ll start with me. I’ll check in, breathe, organize my day. And when the moment comes that calls for someone else, I’ll answer. Prioritizing myself is not a refusal to give, it’s preparation to give well.
PS: Well yes, I am an only child. How did you guess?
Self Maid 
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