Hey friends, it's Rosie.
Welcome to Radio Headspace.
It's Sunday morning.
I've got my tea, a cozy blanket.
The windows open just enough to hear the birds doing their thing.
I'm curled up with good intentions.
Maybe I'll meditate.
Maybe I'll just be still for a minute.
But first, I'll check Instagram.
Q ominous music.
I tell myself it'll just be five minutes.
I'm just catching up. 42 minutes later,
I've somehow cycled through 10 reels of morning routines I'll never replicate.
three couples who just got engaged in Bali,
a friend's subtle flex about her latest brand partnership,
and an account that exists solely to make fun of other people's outfits.
And what I'm feeling?
Not inspired, not connected, just emotionally tight, a tad overstimulated,
a little judgy, and also weirdly ashamed of being judgy.
And that's when I asked myself, where is my compassion?