What I do when anxiety hits.
Here’s what I do when anxiety hits: Anxiety spirals at 2 AM? I say, “Fear is here.” Breathe. I Watch it flap around, saying, You’re still here. Sounds stupidly simple. The real challenge is doing…
Here’s what I do when anxiety hits: Anxiety spirals at 2 AM? I say, “Fear is here.” Breathe. I Watch it flap around, saying, You’re still here. Sounds stupidly simple. The real challenge is doing…
Monk super-stoicism, ahh, yes! Did you get much of your research from soaking up all those movie tropes and archetypes? On the screen, we watch levitation, iron-willed self-control, superhero antics, and yet, monks stay human.…
If you have to, use the occasional ‘fuck’ not as filler, but as a precision tool, not for edge, but for breaking walls or landing emotional weight. Swearing is punctuation, used sparingly. It’s not the…
“If you love what you do, you’ll never work a day in your life.” That’s a classic line often dropped by tech brothers who work 80-hour weeks but have a ping pong table in the…
Somewhere along the line, we decided that crying is for the weak, sadness is shameful, and vulnerability is a glitch. “Cowboys don’t cry,” they said. “Tigers don’t cry,” as if anyone’s ever asked a tiger.…
Let’s rip the lid off the “signature” product fallacy : that slick marketing trick that makes you believe a “signature blend,” “signature sauce,” or “signature series” is basically the owner’s or the CEO’s personal favorite.…
The weekend spiral of depression often crashes hardest on Sunday morning. That’s when the illusion of freedom fades. The high, the excitement, the hype of TGIF fades. Friday, and even Saturday are all but forgotten.…
That phrase “Why don’t you just leave?” is one of the most tone-deaf, oversimplified, and emotionally shallow responses someone can give when you’re in an unsatisfying or toxic office situation.I know , you’ve been there.…
Think of your mind like a car engine, stay with me: You’re cruising, but then something feels off, and it’s not existential dread brought on by a depressing tune on the radio. Maybe the spark…
You dread those days when “everything” sucks! Bad news everywhere. And then, your phone rings. It’s that person. The one who always brings drama. You haven’t even answered yet, and your stomach’s already tight. Ulcer…