mental health
Every Saturday, I go hiking somewhere beautiful. At the beginning of every hike, I'm like a ball of steel. Hard, colorless, rigid, and annoyed because I dragged myself a couple hours into the middle of nowhere when I could be working or otherwise furthering myself. This is such
mental health
I can't let myself fall in love with anything. I'm constantly living for a future that will never exist, while discounting what I have in the present. And it's time for that to stop.
travel
I moved around a lot as a kid, and I've always felt unsettled. This may sound crazy, but I've never felt 'home' anywhere, and it's something I've longed for since I was in high school. A big reason I went
burnout
I do everything in extremes. In 2018 wanted to start a business, so I launched five startups in 5 months. In 2016 wanted to travel, so instead of taking a vacation like a normal person would, I saved half of my salary and nomaded for three years. I wanted to
daily journal
How are we all dealing with being stuck at home all the time? Alcohol sales have gone up by 55% [https://www.newsweek.com/us-alcohol-sales-increase-55-percent-one-week-amid-coronavirus-pandemic-1495510] , Netflix servers have been overloaded [https://www.cnet.com/news/netflix-amazon-prime-video-apple-youtube-asked-to-slow-down-streaming-so-internet-doesnt-overload/] , and everyone I know is stuffing their faces with bags of ruffles and salt
daily journal
I'm lonely. It's been four weeks since I've physically seen anyone I care about. Four weeks since I've given anyone a hug, a handshake, or had any sort of physical contact with another human being. Typing that out makes me feel better.
daily journal
Lately I have been really optimistic about this whole Coronavirus thing. Because there's nothing we can do (except stay home, be mindful of our community, and wait it out) and so you might as well look for the positives right? And I've been making things to
makers
I set a simple goal for 2020: * 30 minutes of reading, 5 days a week * one hour of creating, 5 days a week One month in, I'm noticing that I tend to read for much longer periods than I create. Why? Because reading became my way to procrastinate
mental health
2019 was a rough year. Let me explain. Oaxaca, Mexico (February) You know your Uncle Bob, who got a heart attack at age 58 and he was completely shocked? He kept repeating, “I’m so young, how could this happen to me?” and you just wanted to shake him and
mental health
It’s March of this year and I’m lying on my bed in Oaxaca, Mexico, sobbing into the sheets while my then-boyfriend strokes my hair. “I can’t do this!” I utter while catching my breath. “It takes practice,” he said, “but you can’t keep on like this.