The Myth of Having It All Together.

Let’s get one thing straight: no one has it all together. Not your boss. Not the girl with the color-coded calendar. Not even the wellness coach on Instagram who posts sunrise yoga and perfectly sliced avocado.

Having it all together is a myth we tell ourselves to fuel self-comparison and quiet panic. It’s the illusion that if we just try hard enough, plan far enough, and look good doing it, we’ll unlock some version of adulthood where the emails are always answered and the inner voice never talks shit.

Spoiler: that version doesn’t exist.

Most of us are juggling. Most of us are winging it. And most of us are doing better than we give ourselves credit for. Because having it all together doesn’t mean your life is curated to perfection — it means you’re still showing up when it’s not.

It’s crying between meetings. It’s forgetting the laundry. It’s texting back three days late and still being a good friend. It’s doing your best on low battery.

The danger in chasing the illusion is that it robs us of honesty. It keeps us performing instead of connecting. It makes us ashamed of our mess instead of proud of our resilience.

So if today felt scattered, soft, or just slightly unhinged — you’re not failing. You’re human. Welcome to the club.

Nobody has it all together. Some of us are just better at hiding the mess.Let’s get one thing straight: no one has it all together. Not your boss. Not the girl with the color-coded calendar. Not even the wellness coach on Instagram who posts sunrise yoga and perfectly sliced avocado.

Having it all together is a myth we tell ourselves to fuel self-comparison and quiet panic. It’s the illusion that if we just try hard enough, plan far enough, and look good doing it, we’ll unlock some version of adulthood where the emails are always answered and the inner voice never talks shit.

Spoiler: that version doesn’t exist.

Most of us are juggling. Most of us are winging it. And most of us are doing better than we give ourselves credit for. Because having it all together doesn’t mean your life is curated to perfection — it means you’re still showing up when it’s not.

It’s crying between meetings. It’s forgetting the laundry. It’s texting back three days late and still being a good friend. It’s doing your best on low battery.

The danger in chasing the illusion is that it robs us of honesty. It keeps us performing instead of connecting. It makes us ashamed of our mess instead of proud of our resilience.

So if today felt scattered, soft, or just slightly unhinged — you’re not failing. You’re human. Welcome to the club.

Nobody has it all together. Some of us are just better at hiding the mess.