I Thought Sewing a Weighted Blanket Would Help Me Sleep

To whoever’s Googling how to sew a weighted blanket at 2AM: I wish I could warn you. I thought this project would be soothing—something to keep my hands busy, something that might finally let me rest. Instead, I spent three nights surrounded by poly-pellets, fabric scraps, and the kind of decision fatigue that makes you cry over thread colors. I measured, cut, stitched, and unstitched. I weighed out pellets in the kitchen, trying not to spill them everywhere, telling myself it would all be worth it. But every crooked seam felt like proof I can’t get anything right. The blanket is finished now. It’s heavy. It helps, a little. But sometimes I wonder if I made it to comfort myself, or just to have something to fix when everything else feels unfixable. #DIYDiaries #RenovationRegrets #SleepStruggles #Home #HomeDecor