It makes sense that we like it when things make sense.
Different emotions produce different responses. Some stick around a while.
Are people at work treating me differently because of my transparency about my mental health journey?
There isn’t a cure and there’s still hope.
As I tell my story again and again, I see the progress I’ve made.
After a year, I’m back to work and back to living.
A series of fortunate events.
I’m managing my energy to take care of myself.
Working on my dissertation proposal edits and learning how to define success for myself.
Working on getting more sleep.