I Don’t Dread Mondays Anymore.

There used to be a weight.
Heavy. Quiet. Familiar.

It would creep in around 2pm on a Sunday…

As I felt the weekend freedom slipping away.
That soft ache in the chest.
The “here we go again.”
The knowing that Monday meant returning to a life I didn’t really like living.

I didn’t hate Mondays.
I hated what they represented.

Another week of self-abandonment.
Of performing.
Of pretending this was fine.

But babe — that version of me doesn’t exist anymore.

Now?
I don’t want to go to sleep on Sundays.
Because I’m buzzing.

Lit up.
Alive with possibility.
Running visions in my mind like movies
then waking up and turning them into reality.

My work? It’s a devotion now.
My days? They feel like me.

I don’t live for the weekend anymore.
I live for my life.
Every hour of it.

Not because suddenly everything is easy.
But because it’s true.

When you are living in your truth and have created a vision of your life you want to fulfill even the toughest days are manageable.

✨
OFH Prompt:
What would your Mondays feel like
if your life was built around your happiness — not your obligations?

And here’s the question most people are too scared to ask:

Did you choose your career because you love the work…
or because it looked good on paper, made your parents proud, or felt “safe”?

You don’t have to burn it all down today.
But you do need to get honest with yourself.

Because the version of you who’s too lit up to sleep on a Sunday?
She’s not a fantasy.

She’s waiting for you to start listening.

M x