Friday, June 13 – When the Metrics Don’t Match the Effort
Sleep: 5h 01m (In bed: 5h 43m)
Sleep Quality: 61%
Light: 2h 56m
Deep: 1h 27m
REM/Dream: 0h 37m
Awake: 0h 43m
Glucose: 96 mg/dL overnight – stable, no crashes
🔁 Welltory Readings – June 13
Time | Stress | Energy | Health |
---|---|---|---|
6:20 AM | 78% | 27% | 45% |
6:24 PM | 80% | 51% | 45% |
11:22 PM | 72% | 38% | 45% |
Stress started high, went higher, and barely let up by midnight. Health? Frozen at 45% like the system just gave up trying. Energy ticked up briefly, but it didn’t mean anything. It never does when you’re this wrecked.
💊 Stack – First Day of Week 147
Compound Tirzepatide – 12.5 mg (injected today)
NP Thyroid
Lopressor
Ritual Multi (50+)
D3/K2
❌ No NeuroGum
❌ No Beast Bites
❌ No Digestive Enzymes
Nothing I did today mattered. Not physiologically. Not in the data. Not where it counts. I’m walking through every box I’m supposed to check—every supplement, every breath break, every damn tweak—and my metrics still look like I’ve been hit by a truck and dragged six miles.
This is week 147. I should be deeper into recovery than this. Instead, I’m back here again, staring at a stress score that hasn’t budged since sunrise and a health score that looks like a flatline.
You want to know what helpless feels like? It’s watching your own nervous system glitch out for 18 straight hours while you do everything right and get nothing back. You stay regulated, you hydrate, you avoid crashes, and somehow the system still screams, danger.
I’m not spiraling. I’m not collapsing. But I’m definitely not okay. I’m functional, but barely. And the part no one talks about is how you keep moving through that. When you can’t even feel better, but you have to pretend that trying counts.
This isn’t burnout. It’s what’s left after burnout. It’s limbo. And I’m documenting it because I want the record clear: I’m still here. Still showing up. Still furious that it hasn’t broken loose yet.
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