The Sunday Dread

We all know that feeling — the quiet unease that creeps in as Sunday night unfolds.

The weekend starts to fade, your body begins to slow, and somewhere between tidying the kitchen and planning Monday’s to-do list, a familiar dread sets in.

That low-level anxiety. That restlessness. That weight in your chest that whispers: another week begins.

For many of us living with POI, the Sunday dread can feel heavier. The energy we’ve managed to gather over the weekend feels like it’s already slipping away. The thought of another week — of early starts, expectations, responsibilities — feels not just tiring, but draining.

We dread the unknown, but we also dread the known.

The routine that rarely shifts. The fatigue that no amount of sleep seems to fix. The hormone crashes that don’t fit neatly into a calendar.

When we were younger, Mondays felt different — full of potential, of energy, of a sense that anything could happen. By Friday, you could have changed the world, or at least a small part of yours. But now, that same spark can feel dimmed by brain fog, by hot flushes, by the emotional weight that hormones so effortlessly carry.

And so the Sunday dread isn’t just about work or routine — it’s about facing another week inside a body that doesn’t always feel like yours.

But here’s the quiet truth: it’s okay to feel this way. It doesn’t mean you’re ungrateful or weak. It means you’re human — navigating change, learning to listen to your body, and finding new rhythms when the old ones no longer fit.

So tonight, as Sunday settles in and the week looms ahead, maybe soften your expectations.

Let Monday come gently.

Make space for rest where you can.

And remember — even in the stillness, even in the dread — your life isn’t standing still. Maybe this week, can be the week you hit the un-pause!