Harvey Says You’re the Shit — Maybe It’s Time You Believe It, Too

Did you know Harvey was named after Harvey Specter from Suits?

And Louie? Named after Louis Litt. If you know, you know.

Two characters who never back down. Bold. Loyal. A little dramatic. Always ready to remind you exactly who they are.

Funny thing is, the names fit. Harvey carries himself like a closer. Gentle, loving, but make no mistake — he knows who he is. And today, he wants you to remember who you are too.

Maybe this week felt like a month.

Maybe you have been grinding so hard you forgot what your own breath sounds like when it is not tangled in deadlines and expectations.

Maybe you are proud of how you showed up, and maybe you are secretly wondering why you still feel like you are not enough.

Hustle culture tells you to keep pushing. Work harder. Prove yourself. Be the first one in, the last one out. There is a time for that. There are seasons when you have to dig deep, do the hard things, outwork the noise. That is how dreams are built.

But no one wants to talk about the other side.

Rest, love, joy, and peace are survival too.

So is showing up for yourself when there is nothing left to give anyone else.

So is shutting down that voice in your head that calls you lazy or weak when you finally slow down.

Here is something to remember. Science backs it up.

Your brain is always listening.

Research in neuroscience shows that the words you use, especially about yourself, shape how your brain fires and rewires. Negative self-talk triggers stress responses and strengthens pathways that keep you stuck. Positive self-talk can build new neural connections that change how you see yourself and what you believe is possible. Your subconscious takes every word you say about yourself as gospel. Say it enough, and your mind makes it true. Words matter more than you think.

Look at Harvey. He is sprawled out on the floor, eyes half-closed, ears flopped like a soft promise. He is not wondering if he is good enough for a nap. He is not worried you will love him less if he misses a fetch session. He is not tearing himself apart because he wants a break.

If Harvey could talk, he would say, I am the shit.

And he would mean it.

He knows he is loved. He knows he belongs. He knows his worth is not tied to doing one more thing just to say he did.

And you know what?

I think Harvey has had enough of me saying this for him.

So I am stepping aside. He wants the floor.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury. Let’s make this simple.

You are out here handing out pieces of yourself like they are free samples. Trying to buy love, respect, or a shred of peace with exhaustion. Let me be clear. Nobody is handing out medals for being the most worn out in the room.

You think hustle makes you worthy. I think it makes you forget who you are. You think rest is for the weak. I think it is for the smart. You are so busy trying to prove you belong that you have forgotten you already do.

I am not going to sit here and let you tear yourself down for needing what you already deserve. Not on my watch.

You want the truth? You cannot outwork a garbage mindset. Your brain eats your words for breakfast. Trash talk yourself long enough and you will believe the lie. Lift yourself up and the whole game changes. That is not fluff. That is science. Every word rewires you.

Look at me. I know exactly who I am. I am the best damn thing that has ever happened to this house. I fetch because it is fun, not because I need to earn my place. I sleep when I want. I love hard. I claim my rest, my love, my joy, my peace. I do not ask permission. I take it because I know I am worth it.

So here is what you are going to do. Drop your shoulders. Shut down that voice that says you are never enough. Claim your rest, your love, your joy, your peace. Not because you earned it but because they are yours. They always have been.

And tomorrow, when the world tries to measure you by how much you bleed for them, you stand up straight, look them dead in the eye, and say,

I am the shit. And if you do not believe it, you are the fool. Case closed.