I was rewatching BoJack Horseman the umpteenth time, and there’s this one small scene I’d never really paid attention to before. 

Vanessa Gekko and Rutabaga Rabitowitz have started their agency, competing with Princess Carolyn and Judah for the same role for the movie Pegasus for their respective clients. As a viewer, you’re of course rooting for PC. She’s the good guy.

And then Vanessa says something.
She says, “We’ll get it. We’re the good guys.”
It hit me how casually she said it. How confidently. Without a single doubt.
Everyone thinks they’re the good guys.

I started thinking about the people around me. My friends. Me. Everyone is dealing with something. Everyone is tired in their own way. Everyone feels stuck, overwhelmed, behind, or scared. And everyone feels like their problem is the biggest one in the room.

I get that. For each person, their pain is always the loudest. But when you zoom out even just a little, you start noticing patterns. Different lives, different circumstances, same themes. Fear. Procrastination. Losing momentum. Wanting more but not knowing how to get there. Feeling like you have no direction. Feeling like something is wrong with you specifically.

I’ve been deep in that space myself. Procrastinating. Feeling inconsistent. Feeling like I’ve lost my spark. Stressing myself out over small things until my body reacts in the worst ways possible. Panic over things that shouldn’t carry that much weight.

I’m also extremely introverted. Making friends doesn’t come naturally to me. I don’t make plans easily. Saying no is even harder. So recently, while trying to “be better” and push myself out of my comfort zone, I somehow ended up planning catch-ups with five friends the same weekend. I don’t know how that happened. Poor logistics. Worse boundaries. But what surprised me was the déjà vu.

Every conversation sounded familiar. Different people, same worries. Work. Uncertainty. Relationships. Feeling behind. Feeling like everyone else has figured something out that they missed. It felt like I was having the same conversation on loop. That’s when it really landed for me: we’re all in this together, even when it feels deeply personal. The details change. The consequences change. But the core fears remain the same.

This isn’t me saying your problems don’t matter. They do. A lot.
And this isn’t me saying “others have it worse.”

I’m saying your problems are not bigger than you. And they’re not so unique that you’re doomed. Everyone thinks they’re the good guys. Everyone thinks they’re barely holding it together. Everyone is trying to survive their version of the same pressure. So if you’re stressing about time, money, consistency, relationships, or the future, this is me telling you (and myself too): please, BREATHE.

Chill. Just a little.

I know it’s easier said than done. I really do. But you don’t need to carry the entire weight of your life all at once. And you’re not failing because you feel overwhelmed. You’re just human, doing what humans do, trying to make sense of things while everything around keeps moving and changing.

We’re all the good guys in our own stories. And we’re all struggling in ways that look different but feel strangely the same.

You’re not alone in this.
Not even close.