Written by Savannah Chrisley
Published July 18, 2026
Y'all, I have to be honest with you this morning. It's the middle of July, everybody on my feed is posting these perfect little beach days and bikini bodies and iced coffees in the sun... and I woke up feeling like I've been dragged behind a truck.
Not physically, really. More like emotionally. Some days I just don't feel like myself. You know that feeling? Where you look in the mirror and the girl looking back at you feels like a stranger. Like you know her, but you've lost track of what she's supposed to feel like on the inside.
I've been having a lot of those days lately. And for a long time I thought I had to hide them. I built this whole life where people watch me... cameras, podcasts, comments. There's this pressure to always have it together. To always be fine. But I'm done pretending I'm fine when I'm not.

Here's the thing about summer... it magnifies everything. The heat, the plans, the comparison. Between running GoodGirlRx, keeping Chloe and Grayson on some kind of schedule, and everything going on with my family, I hit a wall a few weeks ago. My body was telling me to slow down and I kept saying "not yet, not yet."
And then I remembered something my therapist told me that I think about all the time now.
“You can't pour from an empty cup, and pretending it's full doesn't make it so.”
So I started doing the small things again. The boring, unglamorous things that actually keep me okay. I started my mornings slow instead of rushing. I got back on my B12 because the fatigue was real and I forgot how much of a difference it makes when my energy isn't tanked by 2pm. I've been leaning on my NAD+ too, because when my body feels supported, my mind follows. It's not magic. It's just taking care of the vessel God gave me.
The things I'm holding onto right now, if you're in a season like this too:
Chloe said something to me the other day that wrecked me in the best way. She goes, "Savannah, you don't have to be happy for me to feel loved by you." Thirteen years old. Wiser than most grown adults I know. And she's right. My people don't need me to be perfect. They need me to be present. And you can't be present when you're running on fumes and shame.
So if you're reading this and you don't feel like yourself lately... I see you. I'm right there with you. This isn't the season you'll live in forever. Some days grace looks like showing up big, and some days it just looks like drinking your water and going to bed early. Both count. I promise you both count.
Be gentle with yourself this week, y'all. The girl in the mirror is doing better than she thinks. So are you. xo, Savannah
Sometimes taking care of yourself starts with the small, supportive stuff. If you've been dragging, it might be worth a conversation — we're here whenever you're ready.
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