When Simple Feels Incomplete
When Simple Feels Incomplete
You ever live a “simple” life and still feel incomplete?
You spend your days making an impact, inspiring other people—yet “YOU” still feel like something’s missing.
Where does that feeling come from?
Sometimes it’s the social settings that drain us. Sometimes it’s the endless scroll. Sometimes it’s a circle of friends who don’t light us up. And sometimes, it’s simply not having enough thought-leaders in the room.
I’m a Simple Girl—and honestly, the feeling still finds me.
Even after raising two amazing kids, building brands from the ground up, and keeping the balance sheet mostly in check, I still wrestle with it.
It creeps in late at night, when the world is quiet.
When I start overthinking who I am and what’s expected of me.
When seasonal depression taps me on the shoulder right as I’m trying to get back in the game.
Feeling incomplete can be a gift or a curse. You can get *stuck* there, or you can *grow* there.
Some days I feel stuck—because I’m carrying ten titles at once: Mom, Rainmaker, sometimes Dad, caregiver, therapist, carpool lady, advocate, negotiator (and that’s before breakfast). Parenting alone can be foggy terrain. So I pause and ask, “What’s really driving this emotion?’ Feeling like the black sheep? Over-indulging on social instead of working?Replaying a relationship narrative that only exists in my head? Sitting in rooms that don’t challenge or champion me? Forgetting who I am and what I bring to the world?
That word—“incomplete”—is heavy.
At times the voice of pessimism creeps in my head and whispers “You haven’t done enough, become enough, healed enough.” But here’s the truth: Being incomplete doesn’t mean being broken.
It means I’m “still building”, still “becoming”, still “choosing” myself—messy edges and all.
The Simple Girl Shift
Instead of trying to win the day, I start by winning the moment—one small act that anchors me before the world starts shouting:
Make the bed.
A two-minute win that tells my brain, We’re in control here. (Some days I nail it; some days I don’t—and that’s okay.)Miracle Morning, Simple-Girl style:
Pray for clarity.
Meditate for stillness.
Visualize the woman I’m growing into—and the life I both deserve and desire.
Read a page to learn what I don’t yet know.
Send one courage call.
Text a friend who inspires me, not drains me.Hold one boundary.
Social apps stay closed until I’ve fed my spirit first.
Little moments create completed days. Completed days become a completed life—not perfect, but whole. Your Turn Grab one “moment win” tomorrow morning. Make the bed. Say the prayer. Read the page. Then DM me @simplegirlbrand and tell me how it felt
Because Simple Girls aren’t broken—we’re just brilliantly **unfinished.** And that’s the most powerful place to start.