Toxic shame, also known as internalized shame, is, frankly, a bitch.
When I first go into freelancing, I accidentally worked for a bot for a full month—and never got paid.
Lately, I made two insanely simple changes to my skincare routine that have completely turned my skin around. Like, my skin hasn’t been this smooth since I was in elementary school.
Is it me, my illness, or the hormones?
It's hard to love someone you kinda secretly (or not so secretly) hate.
I am proud to report that my current bullet journal is still fully functional and I use it nearly every day.
Over the last decade, I have struggled with depression, anxiety, executive dysfunction, suicidal ideation, extreme sensitivity, and a deep-seated sense of self-loathing, and if you think I survived all that on my own, you are deeply mistaken.
I outlined a few of my favorite distraction and self-soothing tools in my latest HealthyPlace article "How I Use Distress Tolerance Coping Skills When Everything Is Too Much."
Before I started bullet journaling, I missed meetings regularly, racked up several late payment fees, and constantly felt like I was playing catch-up. Now, things aren't perfect, but I make it to most of my appointments and pay, like, 90% of my bills on time.
Just like how the lack of sunshine in the winter can mess with circadian rhythms and send people into a depression, the extra long days of summer can do the exact same thing.