I was listening to Spotify on my morning existential crisis commute. I began listening to my usual black podcast where everyone talks about black culture and hot gossip but then, it just got really elitist and everyone started talking about going to the Met Gala and making a ton of…

I’m gonna heal tomorrow. I promise. This time it’s for real. — I think I’m actually on the precipice of being something that I want to be. That would be exciting, wouldn’t it? To actually live a life that I want to live and not just float through time and space aimlessly waiting for it all to end. It all comes down…

Much like a seven layer dip, I am proclaiming that there are seven levels of burnout. — I want to write here so badly. I used to have a really creative mind and a lot of different ideas swirling around in my head, but now I just feel blank. I have so many things to do that all I want to do is lay down and watch…

It is all super confusing and none of it makes sense right now but you are going to figure it out one day. Probably. Or you won’t. — Dear You, This letter is for you if you are feeling really confused and lost right now. This letter is for you if you are climbing up the escalator that is going downwards consistently. You are going to be okay or you won’t and that’s cool either way. It’s going…

So I stopped being attracted to Narcissistic people and now I have a new pattern where I am attracting/attracted to Narcissistic Bosses. — I remember my last terrible relationship choice. It was with a tech bro in San Francisco. He was really annoying and kept asking me to twerk on the date. He treated me like a stripper which sometimes I may or may not have been. Still unsure about that time in…

I’m in my rough girl era. I feel like wanting to kick and scream and throw things. — It’s wild out here. I can’t really afford to be in my soft girl era. As much as I want to. Every time I try to be soft I get run over and mowed down emotionally by others. …

My desk looks like an episode of hoarders. Everything is on it and it is a testament to the insanity that I have slipped into. — There are three different types of planners on my desk. None of them work. All of them are less than a third used. There are body wipes from my case management days and residential work days when I didn’t have time to shower and all I could do was wipe…

I just feel so alone and like my whole body is on fire. I don’t even know what to do. I don’t want to do school. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to do anything anymore and I am so annoyed with everyone and everything. My…

For real this time. Maybe. — Hello There. Is life getting a bit too lifey? Is everything mentally caving in? Is your heart palpitating? Did you quit a job even though you said you wouldn’t? Have you lost all sense of self and identity and you have no idea what is going on? Welcome to the…