Who I was then is not who I am now. That’s good and challenging at the same time.
When everything seems bad, it’s time to look for the good within.
The artificial pressures to be hyperproductive during quarantine are intense. They’re also wrong.
Unwanted thoughts that become obsessions are the hallmark of OCD.
I seem very eager to judge myself for how and what I feel. What’s up with that?
How to measure progress when each day feels the same.
What the Legend of Zelda illustrates about difficult journeys. We have tools and we are not alone.
Depression and anger often go hand in hand.
Hello, Darkness, my old friend.