Ten Minutes Won’t Transform You — And That’s the Point

The 10-Minute Reset

I don’t believe in miracle routines.

And I’m not here to tell anyone what they should be doing at 6am.

This is simply an observation.

When life shifts — medically, emotionally, practically — perspective becomes fragile. It’s easy to wake up already inside future problems. Inside decisions. Inside uncertainty.

So I started protecting ten minutes.

Not to optimise my day.
Not to become more productive.
Not to “heal” anything.

Just to create space.

Sometimes it’s music and the Manchester skyline.
Sometimes it’s stretching.
Sometimes it’s simply not touching my phone.

That’s it.

And to be clear — this isn’t curing me.
It’s not treatment.
It’s not a substitute for medicine.
It’s not a mindset hack that changes outcomes.

It doesn’t work like that.

What it does is interrupt the noise.

It puts distance between me and the automatic spiral. It reminds me that before the world starts asking for something, the day is still mine.

On Timing

I’ve learned — mostly by getting things wrong — that change doesn’t happen because someone tells you it should.

I remember my mum repeating advice for years. Things I should do. Things I shouldn’t. At the time, I didn’t believe her. I thought I knew better. I ignored most of it.

But the advice stayed.

Not because I followed it immediately.
Because eventually, I grew into it.

Perspective works the same way.

You can’t force it.
You can’t schedule it.
You can’t adopt it because someone online says you should.

Maybe this idea will sit somewhere in the background for you. Maybe it won’t.

And maybe one day you’ll wake up and feel like protecting ten quiet minutes. Not because it’s trending. Not because it’s discipline. But because it feels right.

Timing matters.

I don’t manage it every morning. And I don’t punish myself for that.

This isn’t about perfection.
It’s about awareness.

Ten minutes won’t change a diagnosis.
They won’t guarantee anything.

But they can change how you enter the day.

And the way you enter your day quietly shapes everything that follows.

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