there are seasons in life when time feels like an adversary. you wake up and it’s already slipping away — mornings collapse into afternoons, afternoons blur into evenings, and before you’ve even exhaled, another week is gone. you wonder how you got here. you wonder why you never feel like you have enough, even on days when your calendar is empty. you wonder why rest feels stolen and work feels rushed, why every hour carries the weight of urgency instead of ease.
it wasn’t always like this. there was a time — maybe in childhood, maybe in the early years of independence — when an hour could feel like an entire day. when you could lie on the floor with music playing and let the afternoon stretch without shame. when being present wasn’t a practice, it was your default state. and then adulthood happened. deadlines, bills, ambition, endless scrolling, and this unspoken competition to do more, be more, faster. somewhere along the way, time became transactional. you started measuring its worth by how much you could extract from it — how many tasks you could cross off, how many goals you could chase. and the more you tried to optimize it, the less you trusted it. the less you trusted yourself.
i don’t think we talk enough about what happens when your relationship with time fractures. because that’s what it is — a relationship. and like any relationship, it requires care, intimacy, and trust. when you lose that, time begins to feel like something outside of you, something you have to fight for instead of live within. rebuilding that trust isn’t about productivity hacks or better planners. it’s about learning to experience time without gripping it too tightly. it’s about finding small ways to make peace with it again. here’s what has helped me:
1. stop performing urgency
so much of our relationship with time is distorted by performance. we rush, not because we need to, but because we’ve internalized the idea that urgency equals importance. we send emails at midnight to look committed. we say “i’m so busy” because it feels like a badge of honor. this performance doesn’t just exhaust us — it rewires how we experience time. every moment feels shorter because we’ve trained ourselves to live in crisis mode. the first step is to notice when you’re performing urgency instead of actually needing it. ask yourself: who am i rushing for? what am i proving? and what would happen if i moved slower, even just for an hour?
2. let some hours stay unproductive
unproductive hours are the ones we try to hide. the saturday afternoon spent lying on the couch. the monday morning when you stare at the wall before opening your laptop. we label them as wasted, as if the only valid use of time is output. but those hours are the ones that remind us time isn’t a machine — it’s a medium we live inside. if you can let some hours exist without demanding proof of their value, you start to feel time soften again. you stop seeing it as something you have to conquer and start experiencing it as something that can hold you, even when you’re doing nothing.
3. create rituals that slow you down
not routines, not schedules — rituals. something you do at the same time each day not because it’s efficient, but because it roots you. for me, it’s making tea in the afternoon. boiling the water, watching the leaves open, waiting without distraction. it’s fifteen minutes, but it changes the texture of the entire day. it’s a reminder that time is not always running out — sometimes it’s expanding, if you let it. what ritual could give you that feeling? something small, repeatable, and completely detached from achievement.
4. rethink deadlines as boundaries
deadlines make us believe that time is a cliff and we’re always one step away from falling. that energy seeps into everything. but a deadline is really just a boundary — a container for focus. when you treat it like a threat, you panic. when you treat it like a container, you breathe. this isn’t about pretending work isn’t stressful; it’s about changing the story you tell yourself about time. you’re not running out. you’re just holding space for something to happen by a certain day. that framing alone can turn panic into presence.
5. give your future self some compassion
so much time anxiety comes from this imaginary version of ourselves who will one day have it all together. the future self who is fit, organized, wealthy, calm. every decision becomes a negotiation with them: if i sacrifice now, they’ll reward me later. but that future self is a moving target. you’ll never catch them. instead of building your life to please them, start asking: what does my present self need to feel less fractured today? what would make this hour gentler? because when you stop outsourcing your worth to the future, time feels less like a debt you have to pay and more like a space you get to inhabit.
6. mark the days, not just the achievements
we only document our lives when something happens. the birthday, the promotion, the trip. the rest of the days dissolve. but noticing time is the fastest way to soften it. i’ve started writing down one sentence every night about the day. not a gratitude list, not a highlight reel — just a sentence. something i noticed. the sky was pink at six. i laughed too hard at a dumb joke. these fragments don’t seem like much, but when you look back, you realize the days weren’t rushing by. you just weren’t paying attention.
7. let the seasons matter again
we live in this endless loop now where summer feels like winter feels like spring because we’ve flattened everything into sameness. we forget that time has a rhythm — that our bodies were meant to move with seasons, not against them. let yourself notice those shifts. eat what’s in season. open the windows when the air changes. let yourself say, “it’s a winter day, so i move slower,” without guilt. when you let the external world set a rhythm, time starts to feel like a song instead of a clock.
8. forgive yourself for the hours you lost
this might be the hardest part. the hours you wasted worrying. the years you spent hustling for things you no longer want. the mornings that vanished into your phone. we can’t talk about rebuilding our relationship with time without grieving what we lost. but that grief doesn’t have to turn into punishment. those hours weren’t failures — they were part of your becoming. they taught you what you don’t want. they brought you here. and the only way to honor them is to stop letting them steal the hours you still have.
rebuilding your relationship with time isn’t about control. it’s about intimacy. it’s about remembering that time isn’t an enemy or a currency or a race — it’s a companion. one you can walk alongside instead of running against. and like any good companion, it asks for presence more than perfection. it asks that you notice the way the light changes in your kitchen at 4pm. it asks that you feel your heartbeat in the middle of an ordinary day. it asks that you stop trying to own it, and instead, let it hold you for a while.
an absolute beautiful piece. really needed this reminder 🤍
This is so comforting ☺️