Why do I struggle on rainy days?

When It Rains Inside Too

There’s something about rainy days that makes everything heavier.

Maybe it’s the grey sky pressing down on your shoulders or the way the cold creeps through layers of clothes and skin until it settles in your bones. Maybe it’s the silence between raindrops that echoes louder than any storm.

Rainy days have always had a way of slowing things down. For some, they’re cozy—an excuse to stay inside and read, bake, or rest. But for others, rainy days are hard. They bring a kind of stillness that feels more like being stuck. For me, they tend to feel like quicksand.

It’s on days like these that getting out of bed feels like a monumental task. My thoughts grow heavier, weighed down by an invisible dampness that mirrors the clouds outside. I find myself staring at things without seeing them—tea cooling, messages unread, tasks undone.

On sunny days, I can fake it better. I can smile and push through the discomfort. But the rain strips everything down. It peels back the layers I’ve built to hold myself together and leaves me raw, reflective, and often, exhausted.

I know I’m not alone in this. I know there are others who feel their anxiety spike with the sound of thunder, who feel their depression deepen with every overcast hour. It’s important to say this: You’re not weak because the rain hits you harder than it hits others. You’re human. Sensitive. Wired a little differently. That’s okay.

Some days, we do what we can. We light a candle. We make the tea. We pull the blankets tighter and give ourselves permission not to be productive. We remind ourselves that not every day has to be a good day, and not every feeling is forever.

If you’re struggling on a rainy day, I see you. I get it. Let the rain fall if it needs to. Let it wash over you without expecting clarity or peace. Just keep breathing through it. There is no shame in the slow days. Do something that makes you feel better, read a book, watch a film or give yourself a pamper. It’s ok to feel low when the weather outside is looking bleak. Cry if you need to, these emotions need to come out, it really helps.

And if the sun comes out tomorrow, great. But if it doesn’t, you’ll still be here—soft, resilient, and quietly surviving.

That’s enough.