I’m embarrassed and ashamed of the fact that I can’t stop internalizing the words and actions of insecure bullies.
Learning to let go of perfectionism and embrace realness is a process, but there’s no shame in it.
Hello, old friend.
My professional coach gave me a homework assignment.
I’m experiencing all the feels. It’s a lot to handle all at once.
Dr. Ruth J. Simmons, noted leader in higher education and French literature scholar, gave an excellent talk at Rice University yesterday. It’s got me thinking about the “in camera” inspection I’m doing of myself.
I’m coming to terms with the reality that my depression is not the result of brain chemistry alone.
What happens when an extrovert suddenly finds social interaction draining and exhausting? I’ve found out and I don’t like it.
Antidepressants and body weight have a complex and poorly understood relationship. As I taper off my medication, I’m coming to terms with how my fluctuating weight affects my mental health.
I had this idea that being back in my favorite place on the planet would, somehow, fix me. It didn’t and it can’t, because I’m not actually broken.