on sundays, i tend to take a slower approach to my day. whether it is waking up when my body tells me to, not over scheduling the day, taking the extra 20 minutes in the tub, creating a space i would want to be in during the upcoming week or spending an extra chunk of time on facetime with my twin, sundays have really become about filling my own cup.

as i was transitioning out of a previous role at work, a post by one of my favorite women on earth, brianna, resonated with me.

“rest is a strategy, not a setback.

protect your peace. it’s part of the plan.

you don’t have to for it all to do it right.

love, b

@the.b.maven”

it is wild how those closest to us seem to know exactly how to meet us where we need to be met AND challenge ideologies we’ve previously held. brianna is exceptionally good at this (give her account a follow on ig – @the.b.maven).

even as a therapist, there are times where i would treat rest as something i had to earn. sometimes that looked like not saying no to the extra work i was not being compensated for. sometimes that looked like agreeing to the obligatory social event when it would have been better for me to spend some much needed time solo, especially as an introvert. sometimes that looked like taking the phone call i knew i did not have the bandwidth for and knowing it meant getting an hour less of sleep before a very full day. guess who wins when rest is treated as a setback? trust me when i tell you this:

NOT YOU.

and the real kicker? your loved ones also are not winning. the people around the unrested version of me are getting a fraction of what i bring to the table when i am carving out time to tend to myself. my oura ring does not recognize my sleep score and to be honest, neither do i. that is a good thing.

if the last few months have taught me anything, i would say this: treating rest like a strategy to be able to show up and show the fuck out is grossly underrated. try it for the rest of 2026 and let me know how it works for you.

xoxo,

k.tap