Today on the highway, I watched someone lose their mind over a normal merge lane. The rage was real. The beeping was committed. The driver in front actually pulled over to avoid conflict. All over a merge. Are we okay? Life already feels stressful enough without treating every minor inconvenience like a five-alarm emergency. Maybe the reminder we all need: not everything deserves a full nervous-system response. Sometimes things are just annoying.

Two hours of sleep and a brain spiraling about whether I upset everyone? Classic people-pleaser move. Here's the thing: we don't just feel our own feelings—we collect everyone else's like Pokémon cards. Between work chaos, client worries, and forgotten hydration, burnout shows up quietly. So I ordered a mocktail with coconut water and pretended I'm on a Caribbean island. Self-care for people pleasers isn't bubble baths—it's permission to be imperfectly perfect, one tropical d