June, be kind and filled with love and happiness for all of us ✨

Good morning, sunshine. New month, new energy. I feel like I just crawled out of a storm. May had me in a chokehold. That month chewed me up and spit me right back out, and for a second I let it win.

Now we are in a new month and I decided I am not carrying that same heavy mindset with me. I am taking this month by the throat, in the best way, and showing up differently on purpose.

This is not about pretending life is perfect. It is about remembering what you can control, what you cannot, and what happens when you stop letting your mind talk crazy to you all day.

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The Car Cry Moment With God

Let me paint the picture. I am in my car, parked, music off, mascara probably running, and I just hit that point where you feel like, “Yeah, I am not doing this by myself any more.”

I had a full surrender moment with God. No pretty prayer, no long speech. Just one word in my spirit: “Help.”

Sometimes we think we need the perfect morning routine, a journal prompt, a special candle lit, and a whole script to talk to God. In that moment, I had none of that. I had tears, a tired heart, and the tiniest bit of faith that I am held even when I feel like a mess.

That simple “Help” shifted something in me. Not in a fairy tale way where every problem vanished, more in a “I remember Who is with me and what I can still choose today” way. I left that car feeling lighter, not because life changed in a second, but my focus did.

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Your Mind: Best Friend Or Worst Hater

Your mind can feel like a cozy home or a haunted house. For a while, I let mine turn into the haunted version.

I was overthinking everything. Every mistake, every unknown, every “what if” played on repeat. I tried to control things that were never mine to control: other people’s timing, outcomes, the future, how someone might react, stuff that sits way outside my lane.

That mental loop did not just make me stressed. It started to touch the tiny everyday things. Folding laundry felt heavy. Answering texts felt like a chore. Even basic tasks started to feel like climbing a mountain.

Here is the thing that hit me: the thoughts I repeat become the story I live in. If I keep saying “Nothing works out for me,” “I am behind,” or “I am not doing enough,” my mind will keep hunting for proof that those lines are true.

So I had to ask myself, “If my mind is this powerful, why am I letting it bully me instead of back me up?”

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What You Focus On Grows

You have probably heard people say, “What you focus on grows.” I used to nod and move on. Now I feel that line in my body.

When I give all my attention to stress and fear, my day starts to match that energy. I notice every tiny thing that goes wrong. I replay old conversations. I pick at myself. I spiral.

When I gently shift my focus toward gratitude, possibility, and what is going right, I start to see more of that too. The facts of my life might be the same on paper, yet my lens changes.

This does not mean ignoring pain or pretending everything is cute and fun. Feel your feelings. Cry in the car if you need to. Talk it out. Then pick one thing to plant your attention in that actually feeds you.

Some questions that help me reset my focus:

• What is one thing I am thankful for today, even if it feels small
• What is still in my control in this moment
• What story am I telling myself about this, and is that story even true
• If my best friend talked about herself the way I just talked about myself, would I allow that

The answers usually reveal where my mind has been camping out.

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Taking Control Of What You Can

That car cry reminded me there is a whole list of things I do control that I forgot about.

I control what I watch, who I follow, and what I feed my brain when I wake up.
I control how I talk to myself in my own head.
I control how often I check in with God and ask for guidance instead of trying to carry everything alone.
I control whether I stay in the bed scrolling for two hours, or I sit up and take one small step toward the life I say I want.

I do not control other people’s choices, timing, or opinions. I do not control every curveball that drops out of the sky. I do not control the past.

When I stop trying to control the whole universe, I get my peace back. When I actually move on the few things that are mine to carry, I get my power back.

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Little Things That Help Me Shift My Mind

This reset did not come from one big dramatic moment then nothing else. It came from a mix of that surrender and simple habits that support the mindset I say I want.

Here are a few tiny things I lean on when I feel my mind slipping back into that negative loop:

• Catch the thought out loud. I literally say, “No, we are not saying that any more,” when I hear my mind starting with the same tired script.
• Swap it, do not fake it. I do not jump from “I hate myself” to “I love everything about me” if that feels fake. I try something like, “I am learning to be kinder to myself” or “I am growing.”
• Use your body. A walk, a stretch, a quick tidy up, or even learning to French braid my hair like I did that day. Little actions remind me I am not stuck.
• Limit constant chaos. If my feed is full of drama and comparison, my mind will mirror that. So I clean up who I follow and what I sit and watch.
• Talk to God like a friend. No script. Just “This is how I feel. Help me see this with new eyes.”

Nothing here is fancy. The power sits in repeating it, especially on the days that feel heavy.

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Locked In Again

So yes, May was rough. I felt tired, drained, and low key over it. I let my mind run the show in the worst way.

Now I feel locked in again, not from perfection, but from choice. I choose what gets my focus. I choose to treat my mind like a friend I am training, not a bully I let run wild. I choose to ask God for help instead of pretending I can carry everything alone.

If you feel like last month dragged you, you are not stuck there. You can give yourself space to feel it, then decide, “This month, I am showing up differently.”

Your mind is always talking. The question is, who trained it to talk that way and are you willing to retrain it with love, truth, and better focus.

New month, new mind. Lock in with me.