Mid-Year, Mild Madness

When the year is running, but you’re just… there.

Somehow, it’s July.
Like play, like joke, we’re deep in second half.
And if you’re honest? You don’t know if you’re moving forward or just floating like Agege bread in hot tea.

You check your calendar and panic small wasn’t it just New Year? Didn’t you write vision board goals with the kind of pen meant for destiny? You’ve done your best. You’ve prayed. You’ve sent the applications. You’ve shown up. You’ve tried soft life and still dey try hustle.

But here you are.
A little tired.
A little unmotivated.
A little ashamed that the goals are not goal-ing.

Nobody told us about this middle place. The space between what you said you’d do and what you’re still figuring out how to do. Between the job you have and the one you pray for. Between the Lagos life that drains you and the UK dream that still hasn’t delivered.

Welcome to the quiet madness of mid-year.

It’s Not Just You

Whether you’re in Toronto or Ibadan, Peckham or Port Harcourt, the fog finds you.
You open Instagram and everyone seems to be launching, travelling, relocating, winning awards, or doing that oddly specific thing where they casually hold their house keys in front of a new door.

Meanwhile, you’re in your fifth “Hey, just checking in on this email” of the month.

Let me say it clearly:
You are not behind. You are not doing nothing. You are not alone.

You’re in the middle.
And the middle is messy.

But it’s also where clarity starts to sneak in if you let it.

So What Do You Do When Motivation Packs Small Bag and Goes?

You don’t hustle harder.
You don’t shame yourself into action.
You don’t call that cousin who will remind you that “people your age are buying land.” (Block that cousin if necessary.)

Instead, you pause with intention. You make space. You remind yourself: Your life is not on delay. It’s unfolding.

Mid-Year Reset (Naija Style): 5 Gentle Ways to Clear the Cobwebs

1. Wash Your Spirit, Not Just Your Dishes
Pick one corner your wardrobe, your phone gallery, your bedside drawer. Clean it. Not to impress anyone, but to remind yourself you can shift something. Even if it’s just expired hair products.

2. Curate Your Mid-Year Playlist
One that sounds like hope and highlife. Let music do what therapy sometimes can’t afford to. Your brain might be tired, but your waist can still receive joy. Yes, start with Wizkid. Slide into Asa. End with Shola Allyson if the spirit leads.

3. Call One Person You Don’t Need to Perform For
No strategy talk. Just gist. That kind of laughter that comes from belly and childhood. The kind that reminds you who you were before LinkedIn got involved.

4. Ask Yourself These Three Questions:
– What have I built this year that’s not visible yet?
– Where have I healed, quietly?
– If I didn’t need to impress anyone this week, what would I do?

5. Move Your Body Without Performance
Dance in your kitchen. Do your estate rounds. Stretch like you’re preparing for a spa you can’t afford yet. Remind your body that it’s not just a productivity machine. It’s home.

The Real Work? Showing Yourself Grace

This is not the season to compete. It’s the season to come back to yourself.
There’s enough noise outside. You don’t need to add internal insult to emotional injury.

Your growth might not be Instagrammable right now. But it’s real.
Your rest is not laziness. It’s repair.
Your pace is not slow. It’s sacred.

So take a deep breath.
Straighten your back not for packaging, but for perspective.

Mid-Year Prompt:

What’s the one small thing I can do this week that feels like truth, not pressure?

Over to you how’s this mid-year moment treating you?
Are you in bloom, in rest, in reflection, or just inside the fridge looking for peace?
Drop a comment or tag us using #EgogoMidYearMood. Let’s speak our truths, without shame.

Because mild madness shared is madness halved.
And you’re doing just fine.

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