So, let’s talk about something that’s been floating around—literally. Eye floaters. Those little squiggly shadows that drift through your field of vision like lazy jellyfish. If you’ve ever stared at a bright sky or a white wall and caught those ghostly specs moving around, you’re not alone. I started noticing mine about a year ago—especially…
It started in college — the creeping sense that none of it made sense. You’re studying for exams, laughing with friends, maybe even dating someone great… but there’s this underlying dread that hits out of nowhere. I used to brush it off as stress. Turns out, it wasn’t just stress — it was *existential anxiety*….
I still remember staring at the sky one afternoon, thinking a bug was buzzing across my vision—only to realize it wasn’t a bug at all. It was one of those strange, squiggly shadows: a floater. If you’ve ever had one, you know exactly what I mean. What’s wild is how they sometimes vanish—or seem to….
I’ll be honest—starting therapy was one of the most nerve-wracking decisions I ever made. Not because I didn’t want help, but because the whole idea felt… overwhelming. What if I couldn’t open up? What if I said the “wrong” thing? What if the therapist judged me? If that’s how you’re feeling right now, let me…
It’s wild how something as innocent as being “super committed” can spiral into something so destructive. I used to think being the “yes” person made me reliable—until I found myself exhausted, anxious, and unable to enjoy even the simplest things. Overcommitment doesn’t just zap your energy—it slowly chips away at your mental health. And that…
If you’ve ever felt like everyday sounds, textures, or even lighting could push your anxiety through the roof, you’re far from alone. I used to think I was just “too sensitive”—like when fluorescent lights made me irritable or the hum of a fridge made my skin crawl. But it turns out, there’s a very real…
If you’re anything like me, you’ve probably tried all the usual stuff for anxiety—deep breathing, guided meditations, cutting back on caffeine (which was a real struggle for my iced coffee addiction), and even talking to a therapist. But no one really tells you how powerful a few simple words can be when repeated with intention….
It sneaks up on you. You start your school day upright, energetic, greeting students with a smile. But by the end of third period, that nagging ache creeps into your lower back. If you’re a teacher who spends hours on your feet, you probably know exactly what I’m talking about. As someone who taught in…
Let’s be real — if you’ve ever tried to “just calm down” when anxiety is spiraling and your to-do list is a mile long, you already know that advice doesn’t work. As someone who used to set alarms for *everything* just to avoid forgetting one thing and triggering a full-on panic episode, I get it….