
SOS Routine: The Routine is Eating Me Alive!
If your daily routine feels more like survival mode than self-care, youâre not alone. Hereâs how to turn the chaos into calm and make every small moment feel like an act of love â for yourself.

Welcome to the Chaotic Symbiosis of Life and Routine
Ah, routines. They promise structure and sanity, yet somehow morph into something out of a Kafka novelâmaking you question if skipping one yoga class will unravel your entire existence. Welcome to the millennial and Gen Z struggle: chasing #BalanceGoals while living in a reality-TV-level whirlwind of chaos.
Routines start as helpful friends but can quickly turn into uninvited frenemies. Theyâre meant to keep us grounded, but when they get too strict, they start to feel like socks with sandalsâawkward and slightly oppressive.
If your day-to-day feels like assembling IKEA furniture without instructions, youâre not alone. Many of us are stuck in what can only be called a routine rut. Our calendars are full, but our brains? Buffering. Over-scheduling is the new hustle-culture badgeâand itâs exhausting.
The fix? Intention. Not every task deserves a time slot. Instead of another mindless checkbox moment, swap your nightly grind for a small act of joyâlike a bath bomb indulgence or a body-wash escape that smells like self-care itself.

Flip the Script: Make Routine Work for You
Itâs time for a routine audit. Keep what lights you up like a $20 bill in an old jacket and ditch the rest with Marie-Kondo precision. When you strip away the noise, you create room for rituals that actually make you feel alive.
That five-minute scroll break? Turn it into a micro-spa session with a vitamin-rich lotion. The trick isnât abandoning your structureâitâs curating it. Let every tiny moment become your own âthank-youâ note to yourself.
Slow down. Be intentional. Treat time like a luxury, not a countdown. Read a page instead of a post. Savor your shower. Feel the world breathe with you.
Because the goal isnât perfectionâitâs presence. And when your routine finally feels like yours, let Dear Me be the reminder that self-care doesnât have to be grandâit just has to be you.