The Type A overachiever can master just about anything through grit, determination and execution… until she hits that one blind spot. The love life that never quite clicks. The attraction to the avoidant, unavailable, loosely toxic man (repeatedly). The person that won’t commit. The on-off relationship with food, fitness, or rest. The spurts of giving it your all and then crashing hard. The self-care that always slips to the bottom of the list. And no matter how hard she tries to “fix” it, this weak spot just keeps circling back.

Yesterday, I spent hours and hours and hours writing, rewriting, and rewriting again an email to go out to 6,000 people on my mailing list (Type A perfectionists, unite). I finally hit send (cue a sigh of relief), and then someone replied to one of my emails: “I love you, but this feels like it was written by AI. I miss your original content.

Let’s talk about that electric midnight glow-up moment. You know the one. You’re lying in bed, scrolling through Pinterest and TikTok. Productivity hacks. “That girl” routines. Morning matcha, 5am workouts, dry brushing, skincare, hot girl walks. You’re high on dopamine and ideas. Your TikTok saved folder is overflowing.

For years, everyone I followed on TikTok and Instagram told me to “visualize my dream life,” “repeat the affirmations,” and act as if “my wish was already fulfilled,” with a bit of “repetitive scripting” thrown in for good measure.