A Day in a Life That you Don’t See on Instagram

This isn’t a highlight reel. It’s the unfiltered reality of building a life while holding everything together—business, family, faith—even on the days when nothing feels certain.

 

I see those “Day in a Life” Instagram reels, and I can’t lie—sometimes I just stare.

✅ Matcha.
✅ Skincare.
✅ Gym.
✅ Smoothies.
✅ Emails from a sunlit café.
✅ Aesthetically curated ‘breakdowns.’
✅ Dinner dates and soft jazz.

It’s cute. Peaceful. Curated.

But my day?
It’s none of that.

 

I wake up at 5AM—not to slay, but because my chest feels tight and my brain is already buzzing.
My body is begging to rest, but I can’t. I’m building a company, holding a family, carrying the invisible weight of everything.

I don’t start with a journal or gratitude list.
I start with begging prayers.

“God, I don’t even have the strength to ask. Just help me through today.”

Sometimes I just read His promises aloud.
Not because I’m spiritual.
But because I need to believe He hasn’t forgotten.

I microwave my coffee.
Again.
Because while it was cooling down, I was already on calls—syncing with my team, giving out instructions, damage controlling things I didn’t cause.

Then I stare at my calendar and think:

• What needs to happen today?

• What can I ditch without the world falling apart?

• What elephant in the room needs to be addressed before it destroys something?

By lunch?

3 panic attacks.
1 misunderstood conversation.
Several voices in my head questioning if I’m enough.
And maybe someone laughed—again—thinking this “CEO thing” I’m doing is a fantasy.

Lunch is cold rice eaten standing.
My shower is 10 minutes of silence and I try not to cry.
My version of self-care? Tucking my kids in before they fall asleep.

Maybe your chaos looks different.
But you know what it’s like to barely survive the day.
You know how it feels to hold it all together while no one sees the cracks.

You’re not alone.
Neither am I.
And even when my prayers turn into silence, I know God is still here.

 

Because despite all this—
I end each day with gratitude.

Those unpaid bills?
Teaching me to steward wisely.

Those vendor issues and team blowups?
Teaching me how to lead with strategy, not emotion.

The loneliness?
Teaching me to depend on a God who never leaves.

 

Tomorrow?

Another challenge.
Another elephant.
Another uphill climb.

But I’ll still show up...

Because the same God who carried me through six mountains…
Will be there on the seventh.

So here’s what I remind myself, and maybe you need it too:

Appreciate your chaos.
It’s where God does His deepest work.
It’s where light breaks in through the cracks.
It’s where grace meets grit.

No, this story won’t go viral.
But it’s real.
And that’s more powerful than anything you’ll find on a curated feed.