I want to share something honestly, because I believe in being real here.
There will be times when I don’t post regularly—and I need you to understand why.
I live with chronic illness, and that alone can be unpredictable and exhausting. Some weeks, by the end of the day, all I can do is lay down and sleep. I’ll wake up just long enough to eat dinner, and then I’m right back in bed. My body simply doesn’t give me another option.
On top of that, life is full. I help care for my family—my husband is healing from a stroke, and my parents have their own health challenges. I love them deeply, and being there for them matters to me. But it does take energy—energy that is already limited.
Weekends, which are supposed to be a time to catch up, can be the hardest part. After pushing through the workweek, I’m often completely drained. And yet, weekends are when everything has to get done—laundry, housekeeping, preparing for the week ahead, and anything that didn’t get done before.
Some weekends, I can do it.
Some weekends, I can barely manage the absolute essentials.
And some weekends… it just doesn’t get done.
Right now, even something as simple as laundry is harder than it should be because our dryer is broken. A trip to the laundromat might seem small, but for someone living with chronic illness and neurodivergence, it’s not.
If you’ve never heard of it, I encourage you to read about The Spoon Theory, which explains energy limitations in a really helpful way:
https://butyoudontlooksick.com/articles/written-by-christine/the-spoon-theory/
In short, I only have so many “spoons” (units of energy) each day.
Laundry at home might take a few spoons.
Laundry at the laundromat? That takes many more.
During the workweek, I often use more spoons than I actually have—because I have to. And when that happens, the weekend becomes a time of total depletion.
This is not an easy life. But it is still a life I love.
And the only way I can continue to love it well is by protecting my energy.
That means slowing down.
That means listening to my limits.
That means letting go of guilt.
Most importantly, that means depending on God.
My life, in many ways, feels impossible—and that’s exactly why I need Him. I have to stay in prayer. I have to stay in His Word. I have to let Him work in my life, because without Him, things simply don’t get done.
God is willing to do for us what we cannot do for ourselves—but we have to be willing to let Him. That means setting aside pride, releasing control, and trusting Him in the middle of the mess.
So I’m making peace with this:
I will post when I can.
And when I can’t, I won’t.
The same is true for every part of my life.
I will work the stores I can work.
I will clean when I can.
I will help others when I can.
I will do what I love when I can.
And when I can’t… I won’t.
And I will refuse to feel guilty about it.
Because doing what I can is enough.
And God will take care of the rest.
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Verses I Hold Onto:
– “My grace is sufficient for you: for my power is made perfect in weakness.” — 2 Corinthians 12:9
– “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” — Matthew 11:28
– “Cast your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you; he will never let the righteous be shaken.” — Psalm 55:22
– “Be still, and know that I am God.” — Psalm 46:10
– “I can do all this through him who gives me strength.” — Philippians 4:13
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If you’re walking a similar road, you’re not alone.
And it’s okay to live your life one “spoon” at a time.
Chronically Adultish 