11/10/2025
Widowhood exhaustion is a different kind of tired, it’s the kind that settles into your bones and steals your breath.
I want you to know, that you are not “behind”…
you’re just carrying a weight no one else can see.
A tired that comes from grief, survival, parenting alone, decisions you never wanted, and emotions you can’t outrun.
If all you did today was breathe…that counts.
If you moved slowly…that counts.
If you sat in silence or just made it through the next hour…that counts too.
You are not weak.
You are grieving.
And grieving takes strength the world will never understand.
💛 Save this for the days you feel guilty for resting.
💌 Share it with another widow who needs the reminder she’s not failing.