Last week I sat on my sofa and looked at my life and genuinely believed none of it was working.
My business felt pointless. My house felt like a mess. My kids were doing my head in. I was tired but I couldn't sleep properly. I woke up groggy and it took me two or three hours before my brain even switched on.
I felt heavy. Sluggish. Hungry all the time. Irritable at everything.
And the thoughts just kept coming.
You're not good enough. You can't do this. You're a failure. You're a useless mum. Nothing you're building is going anywhere.
It felt so real. Like I was finally seeing the truth about my life that I'd been avoiding.
Then a few days passed.
I had a really full on day. Worked hard, got loads done, went to bed tired, slept for seven hours straight.
Woke up and felt... good. Clear. Calm. Like a completely different person.
And I looked at the same life. Same business. Same house. Same kids.
Nothing had changed. Except me.
That's when it properly clicked.
Those low days, where everything looks wrong and I spiral into thinking I'm broken and I can't cope and I should probably just give up on everything. Those days aren't telling me the truth. They're telling me where I am in my cycle.
Because when my hormones are balanced, I'm actually quite a calm, measured person. I'm on top of things. I can work and work and work and I've got energy to spare. That version of me isn't the exception. She's the baseline.
The other version, the one who wakes up groggy and can't get moving and catastrophises about literally everything. She's not the real me either. She's me with my hormones running the show.
And when you add ADHD into the mix, it amplifies the whole thing. The fog gets foggier. The spiral gets faster. The low days feel lower.
I'd been carrying those days around like evidence that something was fundamentally wrong with me. Turns out it was just my body doing what bodies do. And I'd lost track of the pattern because when you're in it, you genuinely believe you're like that all the time.
You're not.
It passes. It always passes.
I keep coming back to that idea. This too shall pass. And it does. Every single time.
So now I'm doing something with it instead of just surviving it. Mapping my month out so the big tasks land in the weeks where I've actually got the capacity for them. And giving myself lighter days when I know the dip is coming. Not because I'm weak. Because I'm paying attention.
If you've been having days where you look at your life and think none of it's working, and then a week later you feel completely fine again and you can't make sense of it.
It might not be you. It might just be your cycle.
And that's not depressing. That's actually the most useful thing I've figured out in a long time.
If this sounds like something you've been going through and you want to actually understand what's happening in your body instead of just pushing through it, I've got a free community where we talk about exactly this stuff.
Nervous system regulation. Hormones. ADHD. How to stop building your life around your best days and wondering why it all falls apart.